So earlier on in the season, I challenged Old Man Winter to basically “bring it”. And he did, and now I’m like, okay, lol, point taken. Essentially I think SAD has done a number on me this year. I am prone to it, but not in an awful way that makes me think dark, dank thoughts of death and suicide and create morbid works of art. Though I think the latter would be a big improvement over doing nothing productive.
I’ve been cold. I walk half an hour each way to work and home in temperatures that have been lately -15°c (or 5°F, whatever works for you). I go home and keep the thermostat about 65-68° to save on energy bills and just bundle up in sweaters and track pants. I keep the blinds shut to help insulate the windows from the cold. So you can see how weeks of this has been getting to me.
On Sunday was the Chinese New Year. This year we will be celebrating the year of the Ox, which incidentally is my year. Apparently it’s Barack Obama’s year too, so it’s interesting for some that he begins his presidency in 2009. In any case, I hope the Ox, and Obama, and every other cosmic force, brings good stuff for me this year. Despite the SAD, I’m sort of feeling good about it.