This morning the alarm went off and I groaned. Another cold day ahead. Another day of wearing long underwear did not sound good. A light bulb lit up above my head. I just remembered my warm, woolen skirt bought specifically for cold Minnesota winter days like today. I got up and found my royal blue skirt. I removed it from the hangar and the heavy weight of it surprised me. I put it on. A warm bubble of air surrounds me from my waist down to almost my ankles. It's like wearing a heavy wool blanket except it fits at the waist and has a side zipper. I looked quite stunning this morning in the snow taking care of my chickens in my blue skirt. I got many compliments at work. I feel pretty good in my royal blue wool skirt!
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