Mitten Monday

The heater in my truck is currently not working. And this morning when I went to work it was a crisp 22° inside the cab. My dad offered me a 12 V portable heater and my husband offered me these amazing woolen mittens. 

I was extremely grateful for both. 

However, I quickly learned there are many things I cannot do with mittened hands. 

I cannot scratch my head with mittens. 

I have trouble choosing the elevator floor with mittens. 

Cannot scratch deep inside my nose with mittens. Seriously, I'm scratching. Not picking. 

I cannot offer other drivers constructive criticism with mittens. 

Choosing a radio station is always a surprise with mittens. 

I cannot say 'I love you' in sign language with mittens. 

But, at the end of the day I realized that being able to use my fingers because they were not frozen into popsicle sticks was worth all of the frustrations I experienced with mittens.