I have been extremely unmotivated for at least a week. It’s been so cold and/or gray and precipitating every singe day since the big snowstorm. I was supposed to go to the grocery store all week and I still haven’t made it. Today is still so cold, but it is sunny for a change. This week is supposed to be warmer and sunnier though. Not exactly what I would call warm but better than the 20s and low 30s we’ve been having.
This is common for me this time of year though. I absolutely despise winter and February is always my worst month. March at least shows a glimmer of hope with spring the anticipation of spring at the end. We can start going for walks and adventures outside again and I can go out for a walk after work since it’s light for longer. So I just need to hold on for six more weeks.
I’m supposed to take Cheeto to the specialist on Friday but I don’t think I’ll be able to, I don’t have enough PTO to cover it and they won’t grant a personal day if I don’t. I’d have to lie and say it’s a dr appt for myself. He’s doing ok, yesterday he seemed I’ll for a few hours but when the lights went out for bedtime suddenly he was having a grand old time chasing down Ash and running up and down the basement steps.
My SIL and her family did come up yesterday finally and it was very nice. My niece and my son actually played together quite nicely. It’s difficult sometimes because they are both stubborn and only children (or at least my niece lives as an only child) so they are used to doing what they want and not having to compromise. But yesterday was quite nice.
We’re not planning anything for Valentine’s Day, I don’t really like the holiday personally. I’d be happy with some flowers and that’s it but I won’t be upset if I don’t get anything at all, and RS feels the same. Maybe he and I will get to go out to dinner though. That would be nice, we haven’t had a date night since the wedding.
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Of course it is happening inside your head. But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
-Albus Dumbledore
That’s life. If nothing else, that is life. It’s real. Sometimes it
f—-ing hurts. But it’s sort of all we have.
-Garden State
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