Bah. Humbug. Already.
I hate this time of year.Yesterday was sunny and hot and brilliant blue skies. Last night was there was a massive storm and power failures. Today is chilly and cloudy and bleh. The degree of change in Texas weather always sucks worse than a Hoover, but this time it's affecting me more than usual.
Summertime is my time - the hot weather, the sun shining, the ability to do whatever you want either outside or inside. Swimming, camping, road trips, shorts and flip flops. Green grass and flowers. Warm skin and cold iced tea. Heaven.
Fall and winter invariably depress me year after year. I can't figure out if it's the fact that I feel stifled during those seasons from being indoors all the time, if it's the tempature (anything below 70 is miserable for me), if it's the bulky clothes and layers, if it's the lack of sun and warmth, or if it's all of the above.
Waking up to slate gray skies and chilly temps this morning gave me a good snapshot into how bad this winter will be, mentally. It's not looking good, folks. I'm in a rotten mood and keep thinking that I need to move (again) before November, preferrably either to the desert or a small, tropical island nation.
I should have taken that transfer, dammit.
picked from the vine by sv @ 9:53 AM
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