It's all good and that's scary

Last post I worried about whether I would weather (har har: whither do I wander) an autumnal cold. I did. And it was without any antibiotics. It was pretty much gone in a week. And,  as yet, it has not returned. However, the advent of some post-nasal drip that is irritating my throat is ominous. Our humidifier has ceased to function well and new filters are on order. Until then it is difficult to raise the humidity in our bedroom, given the almost continuous running of the gas furnace for this place.

We are in full blown winter mode here in N Utah. There has been little snow, yet the ground is covered. The famed Utah powder is in little evidence; however, the ski resorts now almost all make their own snow. But the skiers know the difference. When the skies clear it has been quite cold such as  in the single digits with highs in the 20s. When it snows the temps rise to the mid-30s and it almost feels balmy. There is early evidence of forthcoming winter inversions with all the pollutants trapped in the valley (where we now live). Oh, to be already in AZ. 

Yet there is optimism: often the jet stream starts to dive south by January and stays there through spring. Most of the snow in this area occurs from January through March. When snow happens here the storms clear out the pollution. But this doesn't change the  fact that when one needs to take out the garbage and the recycling one must fully dress for the occasion. Since we have no garage we can't store the detritus in a couple cans. It must be trundled to a dumpster which is slightly farther than where our cars reside under a carport. Speaking of which we now get into freezing cold autos for the first time in 23 years. We really miss (oh, boohoo) our prior heated garage. What a luxury that was! Now we understand the utility of heated seats. But we persevere.

An AZ appearance depends on construction progress. On that score we are maybe a month away. The cabinets are going in; the tiling is almost complete. We need carpet, drapes, appliances, some lighting, some plumbing stuff, and counter tops and that's about it. Then I need to defeat the female nesting instinct--good luck with that!--and see whether we can get moved fairly quickly.  So, the end is in sight.

Touch wood, we are healthy and happy.

Merry Christmas, faithful followers and a great ano nuevo.