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Relapse

I became exceptionally miffed when I woke up in the middle of the night with a stuffy nose. For a moment, I thought I was hallucinating. But reality hit me with a sixteen-ton weight. Actually, it is not a full relapse; it is a mild cold that tries to vex me. And it does because the cold feet I experienced today were the portents of how COVID started in December. The good news is, despite all the unpleasant symptoms, it is not showing signs of anything sinister; therefore, the annoying aspect of my (our) current condition is that COVID's long-term side effects are not entirely gone.

The weather was freezing today. Taking Abby for her walks was a real challenge each time. Traipsing the freezing streets didn't have the usual pleasant feeling that could uplift one's spirit. This unpleasantness was written all over Abby's face when I wanted to drag her to another corner. She insisted on going home and behaved like a canine compass, showing the right direction to home instead of north. Today's highest temperature was around -1°C and the night will be colder. 
According to the latest forecast, we must expect -10 to 12 °C. This might sound ludicrous to all our Northern friends who experience -42°C up there. They might laugh their heads off hearing us complain about the "bitter" cold we must endure for five days. What an ordeal! I can see how the Finnish and Norwegian comedians mock us on stage, provided they can momentarily stand on any stage. (Now who's laughing?!)

I completed my beginner student's next class. Considering all her requests, I have put together the curriculum based on her recent feedback. Let's see how things pan out and how much she'll enjoy the class.
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