Last night I was sitting on my sofa all bundled up in a comforter next to the space heater working on a puzzle and was reminded of a scene from a Jane Austen movie where it is winter and they are all sitting around bundled up near the fire.
Sometimes when I'm at home I feel like I live a life a from a few centuries ago. Especially when the power goes out and I'm brushing my teeth and washing my face by candlelight...quite tricky as I tend to splash water quite a bit, which the first few times caused the candle to go out, but I've managed to perfect my technique.
Now, because it is winter here and there are no radiators, right when I get home I immediately bundle up (its usually colder indoors here), slippers and sweaters and such (and no...I'm not complaining about the cold, it is manageable, just involves lots of bundling). I slip under a blanket and put on my space heater and nest for the night.
Adding to my un-modern lifestyle my DVD player has stopped working and for the past few days my cable has been out. My cable going out is not an uncommon occurrence, although usually it is for only a few minutes, this long is kind of strange. So I have been doing a puzzle, or reading or sudoku-ing.
All I need is for my space heater to be a fire and I'd be right back in the olden days. I must say that the lack of modern things in my life does make me enjoy the simple things. I have a sneaking suspicion that one of the things I'll take away from India is a much diminished interest in TV because I'm really enjoying all my books...and it helps me to get to bed earlier, always a good thing.
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