Or blues. Whatever. This is not a great time of year for me. Never has been. February was always a low month. Thank goodness it's short! In university I could never handle a full course load in the winter session as my energy was too low, I lacked concentration and motivation, and I just felt down. So I always did 5 courses in the fall and 3 or 4 max in the winter.
Since moving to Toronto I find January hard too. It is so damn cold here. Even 10 years in I'm still not used to it.
I guess this is what they call Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD). But I've never looked into it to get diagnosed officially. I just take my B6 and try to get as much sunlight as possible and try to work with my energy levels. Or maybe I just don't like the winter. I dunno.
But it kinda sucks.
At any rate, that is why I've been pretty quiet the last couple of weeks. I just don't feel motivated to write and when I have had something on my mind I haven't had the energy to write it up coherently once Little Boo has gone to bed. Hubs is away for 3 weeks and work is busy, so I'm pretty exhausted and pulled in a million directions. Or at least it seems that way. I've written some truly brilliant posts in my head over these last couple of weeks, mind you. Honest. They just haven't made it as far as the keyboard. I'm allowing myself to write this one kind of stream of consciousness. It takes off the pressure to be good or funny or smart.
I'm going to make an effort to write a little each day now. I think it will help actually. I may not hit "publish" but I'll try to keep writing.
We've made it through January now, and February is short. Plus, with a major storm on the way for Groundhog Day, I think we can be pretty sure that little guy won't see his shadow. Spring must be just around the corner....