Day 2

It's a gray day.
It's been this way
for over a week.
My feet are cold.
We ran out of oil
the end of March.
It's been raining a lot,
the wood is all wet.
It's damp.
I go to bed early,
partly because I don't have
to stay up late anymore.
That was for writing papers
finishing art projects
starting new paintings
having assignments to work on,
to worry about.
Now I can watch a movie
with my husband and
knit real wool socks
for my frozen toes.
I can curl up in my bed
with my heated electric throw
for my frigid feet.
I have three chonky cats
tucked in close
and an overdue book
I'm too tired to read
​right now.