It feels like Groundhog Day. You know, the movie version where you wake up every day and everything is the same. This winter has been like that. It’s never ending and I swear I can’t wear a huge heavy jacket one more day. Nope. My body will reject it. We are desperately seeking some vitamin d in any version we can get it. I found myself just staring at travel photos of Mexico on Pinterest the other day…. low point.
I tend to see that winter makes me restless and contemplative and all the things that turn you into a crazy cat lady if you let yourself live in all of that for too long. Which is where I fear we are drifting towards if the warm weather doesn’t get here fast. We’ve been wrestling a lot with our current life options, living options, job options, family options. And I blame it on the cold. No one ever wants to change anything when the sun is out and shining.
Funny thing is, it happens every year during the hibernating months where copious amounts of red wine are consumed. Everything from wanting to completely renovate or rearrange the apartment to buying a house in the Pacific Northwest, well, just because. Mainly irrational ideas. It’s like the opposite of the summer desert mirage. For any soon to be new parents, this mirage will also happen to you, but the weather part doesn’t play a factor. You just literally will think of, and completely buy into, such outrageous ideas as taking a cross country road trip with your newborn, or buying a minivan. I can’t explain why this happens, probably because you’re forced to endure long hours of piercing screams while being confined to the walls of your house and the days and nights just blend into themselves. All of that being the perfect mix for a mirage.
So if you take anything away from this post, let it be this. If spring doesn’t get her crap together, well then we are buying a minivan.