It’s only November 13, but I’ve already got the winter blues. Or something that looks a whole lot like them. I suppose I get like this every year: when the darkness comes so early, and the sun sometimes doesn’t seem to come at all, it’s easy for me to get a little down. I’m not even down, really, just not up. Or, rather, not so motivated. Not motivated to write, to organize, to sew, to train Phoebe, to clean, to shower (my skin gets so dry this time of year!), to finish projects. All I really want to do is surf the Internet looking for house solutions we can’t afford, watch Damages and cuddle with Bear. Maybe I just need to let myself mourn the election results a little longer. Or maybe I need a swift kick in the keester. Until then, let’s look at One Kings Lane…
Yes. I too, have a bit of the blahs. I just try and force myself to do stuck. Like I cleaned a clost yesterday. And going to the gym is ridiculously painful but when I a done I do feel better. For what that is worth……
Thanks. We just got a Groupon for two for a two-month membership at Snap Fitness down the street. Maybe we’ll activate it this weekend. As much as I’m going to miss her, Molly going to Grandma C.J.’s for the weekend will probably help us kick out some more projects that I’d like to get done before Thanksgiving. The continued lack of storage in our house is driving me batty!