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Has It Really Been Six Months?

Six months since I updated this site? Whatever is wrong with me! So now it’s February 9th, 2020. My weather app shows that at this moment, 3:15 pm, it’s “Cold, dark, overcast, and super lame.” Oh, and 35°. Each day around this time, one of my camera apps sends me an encouraging message that it’s time to go outside and take a picture.

As if!

As if I’m going to put on my coat, hat, scarf, gloves, and boots just so I can make some stupid app happy. It’s  so much easier to turn off notifications from that pesky bugger.

Our house is heated with steam heat via radiators, and that means it’s very dry inside. I know the old trick of putting bowls full or water on top or the radiators to increase the humidity, but then the windows (1) fog up with condensation and then (20) freeze over at night. Then on top of everything else, my room is the warmest room in the house—so much so that even in the winter I leave my window open a couple of inches so I don’t roast.

Wintertime Blues, SAD, and Chronic Depression

I’m dealing with all three. So far I’m handling it quite well, but there are occasional days when one or more of them get to me. Interestingly, the worst days are the ones that all but force me to my writing desk. They’re the days when writing ceases to be an activity and instead becomes a necessity, and urgency, a need. And so in order to keep my sanity, I obey.

That’s why I’m writing this entry. Well, that and my guilt about not having done sooner.  And you know what? It works! I’m smiling, and the fact that we’ve been inundated by a snowstorm doesn’t bother me.

For the first time in days I’ve accomplished something other than doing laundry, shopping for groceries, and cleaning the bathroom.

And I’m actually looking forward to tomorrow, knowing that this mood will hold at least until then, and I know that I’ll be writing here again tomorrow as well—even if its just to prove to myself that I can do it!

See you then!

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