Winter Mornings

This morning when I woke up it was down right cold in my bedroom. I had pulled the extra blanket over myself in the middle of the night; so I was toasty warm everywhere except my nose. It reminded me of when I was a little girl.

We lived in a house that was built in the 20s and hadn't had much updating done in the area of temperature control. A gas heater in the middle of the house was pretty much all we had other than the strategically placed electric heater in the bathroom.

When the temperature dropped below 40 at night, the mornings were especially difficult for my mother. Mainly because my siblings and I couldn't be coaxed out of bed easily.

To get us up and out in time for school, my mother would get all of our clothes for the day and put them in the dryer for a few minutes. Then she would bring them to us and we would all get dressed under the covers.

I'm sure my poor mother would have liked to have someone put her clothes in the dryer before she had to get out of bed. I know I certainly was wishing for it this morning. I guess fall is finally here and it is time to switch on the heater.