So it’s early morning here at Casa del Garrett, and I’m getting ready to make myself some breakfast.  I’m barefoot, and just wearing my jeans and a light shirt.  I glance outside and I see a squirrel hanging off one of my bird feeders (they jump onto them from nearby trees…it’s quite a leap for the little dickens…).   I quickly slip on some shoes and rush outside to chase it off so the birds can come back to eat.  And…

…Christ Almighty…it’s warm out here!  I mean…summertime in the city warm.  I’m living in Baltimore Maryland, It’s January 6 and it’s too warm to even be wearing a coat outside.

Other people would just relax and enjoy prospect of a low heating bill for the month…but not me.  Is it the Scot in me, or the German, that keeps worrying about how I’m going to be paying for all my low heating bills this winter, with some ugly looking AC bills this summer…?

[Update] Yes…my daisies are coming up now.  Much more of this and I might have to get the lawn mower out again.  I’ll be mowing my lawn.  In January.