I’m not a Game of Thrones fan, but I don’t care what anyone says: WINTER IS HERE!!! You can call it fall all you want; it is already winter to me. Anyone who knows me well will tell you that I’m that person who is cold all the time, even in the summer. It’s been nearly 9 years since I moved to the United States and there are a lot of things I’ve gotten used to, but I still dread the cold season every year. I tell ya, it’s tough being me…
This past Thursday, it actually snowed here in Connecticut. I mean, how does snow even fall in October?! Ahn ahn, fear God na! And the funniest part of it all is that these Connecticut people don’t even feel my pain. “Oh the weather was lovely today!” Aunty, e dakun, it was like 35 degrees this morning, how is that a good thing? I’m from Maryland; 40-degree weather hits and we’re wondering when the storm will come. Since I’m putting all my business out here, I’m really really really from Onitsha, Anambra State, Nigeria, West Africa…you catch my drift.
From 2008 to 2015 BM (Before Marriage lol), I always had my space heater in my room turned all the way up to like 82 degrees in the fall/winter/some summer days. No kidding, everyone one in my family will tell you I used to sleep in an oven. I can’t do that anymore o, Obim ain’t having it haha. I know it’s kinda extreme, but it worked for me at the time *shrugs*. When I first moved to Connecticut last winter, I casually told my mum that the cold in Connecticut is crazy. Her response? “ahn ahn, that’s why your husband is there!” -__-
Some days, I don’t even want to leave the house. I am really trying, guys, but these streets are cold. I know a number of you are immigrants too, having to deal with the cold and fall/winter. Share your coping mechanisms and help a sister out.
Have an amazing week and by God’s grace, a November to remember (slight pun intended) 🙂