Winter is a little over a month away, but I feel it. My bones ache, my mind gets grumpy, I wanna sleep. Right now it’s good, Christmas and kids make the first part easy. By February, I’m done.
I wonder how this year will be? It has been a great fall! Our previous winter wasn’t too bad. Maybe it will be like that again. I like cooking when the air gets chilly again. I like hunkering down under a blanket. I love hiking with no sweat!
I always think I am adapting, but one day of minus twenty five, reality punch! I don’t think it is the temperature that gets me, I can stay inside. I think it is the trapped feeling, I don’t like driving in winter. We gotta work, we gotta eat, Doctor Appt. …ever notice how all the specialist want to see you in the dead of winter?!
I don’t like spending days a TV zombie, I will have to implement some new coping skills. Healthy ones, productive ones to get me through. I love to read, but I get into a book, I don’t like to come back until it’s done. I think this is what Momma was saying about retirement. Guess I need new hobbies!
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