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Now is the Winter of Our Discount Tent

February 15, 2016
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Hi there. Long time no blog, huh?

There’s been a couple reasons for that. Near the end of January, work turned uber stressful for three weeks straight. A new and challenging element was added to my responsibilities abruptly and without much in the way of acclimation or training. Things are better now but it was not super fun to feel like I was a total noob at my job again.

The other reason is that winter has been completely sapping what little of my energy that remains. By this point, we have left “cozy” and other associated joys (or should I say “joys”) of this particular season behind weeks ago and are now squarely in the middle of “death by a thousand paper cuts” territory. I am completely at the end of my rope with the many trying little irritants of winter that make even just the activities of daily living feel that much harder. Coats that are perpetually filthy from brushing up against the car, waking up several times a night with a throat that feels like sandpaper, flaking skin on my face that makeup only accentuates rather than camouflaging, cracks in fingertips that won’t heal, hats and mittens constantly going missing, staticky hair, hat head, constantly clammy toes, the giant-ass pile of boots in my entryway dripping snow, grit, and salt all over my floors. And that’s only the tip of the iceberg (what an appropriate analogy). I could go on and on and on. I have had ENOUGH. I am DONE. I could not BE more done.

Maybe I should have bought that SAD lamp after all.

I’ve already warned David that we WILL be making a winter getaway trip next year instead of just talking about it like we always do.

The good news, I guess, is that if we can make it to March, the terrible hard freezes are generally behind us. We typically get at least one last huge dumping of snow during that month, but temperatures stay fairly reliably in the thirties during the day, the ice on the sidewalks finally clears up, and occasionally you even get a glimpse of a curb. Last year everything miraculously melted by mid-March and I remember one particularly glorious weekend where we broke out the grill two months earlier than expected and grilled brats for dinner.

Another good thing is that my mom is back from her world travels, and she took C for an overnight this past weekend. With our free time, David and I ran a couple errands, revisited a favorite lunch spot in our former neighborhood, took a nap, saw a movie, went out for a nice dinner on Saturday, and had a nice brunch on Sunday. He got me pink and red tulips and we both exchanged cards. Valentine’s Day is actually the anniversary of our getting together. Eleven years ago, we had recently met online through Yahoo! Personals, and after emailing back and forth for a week or so, we decided to meet in person. The first available day we both had open just happened to be Valentine’s Day, so I proposed the following night instead, thinking that having a first date on V-Day might be weird. “Why would it be weird?” he said curiously. We went bowling, ate some truly terrible Chinese food because all of the classier restaurants were booked solid, and he shook my hand in the parking lot afterward. Ah, the romance. We went out again a few nights later, saw a movie, went to dinner, talked so much we closed the restaurant down, kissed in the car when he dropped me off, and the rest is history. We moved in together eight months later and were engaged two months after that.

So anyway, that was a long way of saying that inspiration has been in short supply around here lately, but I wanted to at least check in. Back with hopefully a lot less weather-related grumping soon!


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