I Am Irrationally Irked at the Cold

I'm going to start this off by saying, YES. I realize I am from the ever-so-sunny California. I realize that I chose to move to Charlottesville, knowing it gets rather chilly and actually quite excited about said nippiness. There's a reason this blog is called I Am Irrationally Irked. It's unfounded irritation. Get over it. 


That being done, I'd now just like to inform you that the cold is messing me up.


How the cold is starting to making me look (more) ridiculous (than usual):


Reason #1: It kidnaps my willpower.
I have a very steady and committed relationship to my bed in general, but when I wake up to a freezing apartment, there's not a lot of incentive for me to extricate myself from the embrace of my blankets. Granted, my boss has told me I can come in whenever I want in the mornings over break, but when you go to sleep telling yourself that you'll be at work by 9:00, it's a little sad getting into the shower at 9:05. 


Reason #2: It publicly humiliates me.
I get cold feet. Literally. 
So I like to wear slippers around my apartment. To be more specific, I like to wear these slippers:

Yes, that's Perry the platypus. I know. You're jealous. 
Anyway.
The problem is that I try to wear them for as long as possible before I leave somewhere. And...well...maybe there was this one time I forgot to switch shoes before heading out to work in the morning. Maybe I didn't notice until a stranger stopped, pointed, and laughed at me. Maybe.


Reason #3: It encourages me to procrastinate.
Tuesday is trash day. Very early on Tuesday. Usually my roommate and I put it out the night before, or I'll take it out before I head to work. Since my roommate isn't at the apartment right now, this was my thought process Monday night: "It's flippin' freezing. I'm not taking out the trash right now. Tomorrow before work. Definitely." It's not a very complicated thought process, granted, but hey. So I woke up Tuesday morning, stayed in my bed until 8:48, and left in a hurry so that I could prove to myself that I could be stronger than my blankets. The trash was still sitting in my kitchen when I got home. It's still sitting there now, in fact, and this is where it will remain sitting until next Tuesday, NO next Monday night. All because of the cold. 


Reason #4: "Jenna, have you been crying?"
Yes. My parakeets have been fighting lately, and I just feel really caught in the middle.
That, or my face just looks like it because I walked here in 19 degree weather. 


Add some sass to your unnecessarily cold class,
Jenna