Morning. Lazy Sunday morning. My dogs are in no hurry to wake up. This week's frosts made us all lazy and trying to hide under the blanket. But in fact, next week we will have another thaw of up to +7 degrees Celsius. Well, is it winter? Although I don't mind, because no one canceled the payments for heating and the warmer it gets, the less I'll pay. It's simple arithmetic.
But the way time flies surprises me a little and even scares me. Most recently I said that winter has begun and there are only ten days left before the Christmas. Every day my mood becomes more and more relaxed. I really don't want to work, although, on the other hand, I want to close all available projects before the holidays to arrange at least a few days of rest.
We must admit that the economy is going to hell. The money that I used to have enough for a month now barely covers the expenses for a week and a half. I didn't spend more and as before, the main part of my expenses is dog and cat food and veterinary medicine. Meanwhile, there are more and more homeless animals. It's really a disaster. Every time I see information that a dog is looking for a home, I feel guilty, because I can no longer take it to myself, I barely pull out those who already live with me.
Of course, I hope that next year will be easier. Although my brain understands perfectly well that it won't be easier. But the very spirit of Christmas makes you hope for the best.
