Winter Blahs

So I didn’t get my iPhone. The one and only gift I wished for Christmas. And to top it all off, I got sick and so did my whole family. Which would have been okay had we not been the hosts for the annual Christmas party wherein we hosted 6 families. But we did manage and the party was a success. By the time New Year’s was spent at another friend’s digs, I was feeling well enough to dance the macarena (I kid you not!) with friends and family. And that’s with just a half glass of champagne! We did have games and I scored a pair of cute rooster kitchen towels. The kids had a blast and The Fisherman had way too much to drink but got sober in time to drive us all home. Seeing as I am blind during the night, we took the chance of letting a drunk drive than a blind person. LOL. But seriously, he did sober up before driving.

School started exactly the day after New Year’s and I was glad! I managed to get some zzzzs while the kids were in school and the naps helped a lot. Of course I am still suffering from SAD (seasonal affective disorder) which I always have during the winter. You see, the lack of sunlight makes people like me depressed and down in the dumps. I do not take medication for this as my depression isn’t that bad. I can function normally albeit less enthusiastically. But the boys are fed, the laundry and the dishes are done and the house may not be sparkling clean but it’s liveable enough.

Winter is also the time when people get prone to cabin fever. And so we thank the lucky stars for the boob tube. The blockbuster online rentals which come in the mail, the internet, and the phone. We crave the sun and we make do with whatever we have on hand. Unfortunately though, we also have food. Loads of it. And I’ve been baking and cooking and slaving in the kitchen. And The Fisherman has been cooking like there’s no tomorrow. This is one of the times when I wished both of us can’t cook. Because we both know how to cook, we cook whatever we feel like eating whenever we want. Which makes for a fatter, unhappier me.

I don’t make resolutions though. I stopped a long time ago. What’s the point? I never do ’em anyway. And since I’ve been depressed lately, I have no energy, drive or guts to change something or better myself for now. The day will come. It’s just not now.

Maybe we should move to Florida. The sunshine state. We’ve been toying with the idea for about 4 years now. And came close to buying a house for about 6 times now. BUT we’re still here. I stopped hoping one day we’ll move. If we decide, we’ll just pack our bags and leave. And leave the dreary, dark winters of the East coast. I have to admit, the thought of fishing and basking in the sun, and gardening without thinking of frost killing my plants appeals to me. Right now, it’s very appealing indeed.