When will Winter End?

I am sitting on my couch resting on my heat pad with a fluffy blanket and dog on top of me. The blanket should probably be laundered but alas it will have to wait till another day. The dust collects and everything probably needs a good scrub but not today.

My door is closed no one is coming, and if they do they aren't looking for a shining clean house but a good laugh and something warm to fill their stomachs.

The air is frigid and the roads are covered in a gleam of ice like the ground has been dusted in powdered sugar overnight. It looks like a wintery postcard from my window.

But oh how I miss the warmth of sunshine on my face. The sun's warmth radiating through my body. The tension and pain melting from my muscles and feeling limber once again. But for now I will sit and sip my tea, enjoy the warm blanket and dream of Spring.