Didn’t I just write the other day that I was going to find some things about winter to be thankful for?
I did write that, didn’t I?
Well, I lied. I am a liar.
Winter is going to be the death of me this year. I am cold. I am bored. I am withering from lack of sunshine. I am eating just to be eating because I am cold, bored and withering. My pants get tighter as the temps get lower.
Do you know that I even entertained the thought of cleaning today just to have something to do? Yes, it’s that bad.
Don’t worry. I came to my senses quickly and picked up a book instead. But still, you can see how I am teetering on the edge of insanity, right?
And yes, I DO clean. I always get that nasty little torture out of the way first thing in the morn, but I was actually going to do it because I could think of nothing else to do. What is the world coming to?
Part of my problem, I know, is that I am by myself all the time. The girls are at school. Brian is at work. I do get out and walk with the spindly old spinster on most days, though, so that gives me a little bit of interaction. But the winter is hard when you’re a loner because there’s nothing to do. At least when it’s nice out I can work in my garden or ride my bike. In the winter I feel like a hermit. A cold, bored, withering hermit. A cold, bored, withering hermit that has nothing to do, so she sits around writing really long and boring blog posts about how cold, bored and withering she is.
So I called up my BFF and wondered if she wanted to get together and go up to The Willard in Franklin. I LOVE their pizza and haven’t been there in ages. I haven’t been anywhere in ages, now that I think about it. And she said yes. So we were going to go up this weekend, but then she called to say that she is terribly sick and won’t be able to, so I immediately curled into the fetal position on the floor and cried. Wretched sobbing and gnashing of teeth took place for a great long while.
Once I recovered from that, I immediately received a text saying that more snow is on the way.
Somebody please shoot me.