Sigh.

This morning the long johns came out of the drawer. I hate long johns. If nothing else, they greatly complicate the matter of wearing a prosthetic leg. This winter I’ll probably give in to the temptation of cutting off a pair’s left leg at the knee and see if that works better. Every winter I say I’m going to try that, but deliberately mutilating perfectly good (necessary) clothing is a sin.

This will be my seventh winter here! Still hate it. I wish humans could hibernate.

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One Response to Sigh.

  1. Anonymous says:

    Not mutilating, customizing as to increase usefulness. Plus, you get material for earmuffs or a rather weirdly-shaped stocking to hang over the stove or possibly a Jayne variation hat, the wearing of which would prove you’re REALLY a man that ain’t afraid ah nuthin’.

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