S.A.D.

I know there is controversy out there about S.A.D. or Seasonal Affective Disorder. Since I am neither a qualified medical physician nor a psychiatrist I definitely think I have the knowledge base to declare that Seasonal Affective Disorder is most definitely real and that I am most definitely affected by it.

Winter.

I do not like Winter.

I do not like it in a house. I do not like it with a mouse. I do not like it here or there. I do not like it anywhere. I do not like it Sam-I-Am. I do not like green eggs and ham.

Sorry.... distracted.

Anyway, back to winter. I am just not cut out for winter. The cold. The wind. The dry, pallid (or in my case, extra pallid) skin. Gray skies. Leafless trees. Frozen ground. Frozen water troughs and buckets.

Yet, I am dying to move to the mountains of NC or Virginia. Can someone explain it? Am I crazy? Actually, do not answer that last one... I know the answer.

Anyway, apparently this winter I may be sporadic with my blogging because, well, it seems that apparently when it is winter I do not want to blog about what I've done with my day because I do not want to remember that I was freezing cold the entire time. And I don't take my camera out nearly as often. But, I will try harder. But more importantly, I will stop whining!!