Skittles decided that she needed to sleep under the blankets and then decided to hog the bed, so I’m out here. I’ve actually been forced out of bed by my cat! That’s crazy.

I’ve come to believe that when the temperature in the warmest part of the house is in the 60s, it’s time to close some windows! I put on wool socks I got so cold. It’s somewhat of a pain to open and close the windows (they are six feet across and eight feet high) so we either leave them closed or leave them open and deal with it.

We drove far today. We drove until we were about twenty miles from Quebec. My sinuses were killing me though. It was so cold and dry. I remember one of the banks in the sun read 54 degrees. Umm, yeah.

Just over one week until I turn twenty-five. I don’t feel old, but I sure do feel tired. I don’t have anything big on my list of things to do before I die. Sure, having a child and watching it grow up would be nice but if that isn’t to be I think I would settle for watching each of my nieces and nephew (nephews-thinking ahead) graduate high school and college or them doing what they want to do in life. I’ve already done my traveling. The people I care about know that I care about them. I’ve done my share of winter and summer sports. All this is not to say that I would be fine dropping dead next week. I’m sure that as time goes on, new things will be developed, discovered etc and I will find something else that I want to do or somewhere I want to visit. (If they ever find Atlantis, I’m there!)

Oh wait, there’s one thing that I haven’t done that I have wanted to do for a long time. Rule the World. Yes, even my mother can vouch for that. She came home one day to find me screaming at my brothers, “One day, I’m going to rule the world!” I guess I have been ambitious for years. At least I rule my own world. That’s close enough.