It is definitely THAT time of year. People die, people get depressed, we need the light and warmth - not HOT, just warmth - weather and friends warmth. Some get news like Michelle and go into a blue funk; SHE makes a clean sweep of things needing to be done! Hurray, Michelle. You are a light in the darkness.

I have had no energy today - or just bits and drabs. Unloaded a kiln full of lovely bowls but it did not inspire me to do anything else. I am hoping the young woman who comes to pot will inspire me; she is due shortly and needs my attention.

It was down to 14F last night and very windy, and the kiln fumes blew into the living space - blurred vision caused me to get off the computer and realize the odour was dreadful and very toxic so I went to the city and came back this morning. Unfortunately, the bedding in the city smelled of the diesel fuel R spilled on his clothes last week so I had trouble sleeping. It was midnight, no spare sheets, 50F in the house because he had tried to wash the clothes which blew the circuit with the main heater and - uh oh, the frig was off all weekend also. I slept cold and trying to avoid the smell - one of the worst for me.

No wonder i have little energy today. I was back here by 9:45, found spare flannel sheets and a good thick quilt to take to the city, still hoping to glaze and reload the kiln then drive back to the city and do laundry, change the bed. The temp is up to 29F so the house should be tolerable. This place is OK but I fear the fumes may escape again. No wind tonight; it is expensive driving back and forth. Had a chat on line with a friend on Whidbey Island about surviving December.

I did have a couple very productive potting days and have another load almost ready to bisque fire - tomorrow. On those really good energy days I realized how sick I really was these last few months - environmentally. The diesel fumes scared me and I have been coughing badly all day. Very discouraging. OK. I'll try another trip to the pottery. Maybe this time....