After a week in the deep freeze the sun is shining again, but the wind makes it feel very cold. It is what it is. We do live in Northern Alberta after all. I was getting rather antsy with all the inactivity though. Even though I do work part-time, it does begin to feel somewhat like the movie, Groundhog Day, with every day seeming pretty much like the last: eat, sleep, work, do it again. I promise the universe I will not complain about the lack of excitement any longer, however, after events of last night and this morning.
Last night the fire alarm went off late in the evening. My husband has been having constant low blood pressure readings. That means he can get quite dizzy when standing and is at risk of falling. So, here we were, fire alarms blaring while we tried to decide what to do. He uses a walker, so stairs are a huge problem. (We live on the fourth floor of an apartment building.) In the end I decided to nip down the stairs to see what was going on. I took my phone with me so I could let him know what was happening. I met lots of anxious neighbors on the stairwell, each of us wondering if there was indeed a fire or if it was a false alarm. In the end it was just a false alarm. That was wonderful. Not the kind of excitement anybody wants in the depths of winter however!
The depths of winter are particularly cold in the evening and in the early morning, before the sun has worked its charm. I had been up maybe ten minutes or so when it happened again. The freaking fire bells went off and cleared the sleep completely out of my brain. (It usually takes me thirty minutes or more to be fully awake.) Did I say Groundhog Day? “Ugh,” I thought, “here we go again”. Pull on the mukluks, the gloves, and the parka, trudge down the stairs to investigate, but this time I forgot my phone in the apartment. I guess the sleep muddle wasn’t completely cleared. In the end it was another false alarm. So, universe, thank you for the wake-up call. Yes, life can be a bit boring when you are confined indoors, but we are warm, safe, and have everything we need. That more than compensates for a little ennui. I will remember to count my blessings, and to be careful what I wish for!