February Sucks

It was so cold today, the kind of cold that gets into your bones no matter what because it’s accompanied by the most insidious humidity. The kind of cold where you can’t even get comfortable in your house with the heat on. It sneaks in through nooks and crannies. It is evil.

My silver fox still added a little bit of fun to my morning dog walk, but even with its glamour, the day was difficult at best. I tried to concentrate on work. I wrote, sent out emails, created another Instagram post to advertise my upcoming Galveston novel, and I even managed to sell one of the paintings I love best (the Mourning Doves below). Still, through it all, the cold creeped in with its wet persistent claws, and there were moments I swore I don’t want to put myself through another February in this humid climate.

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