We've had another winter storm. This one brought 8-10 inches (I didn't get my ruler out to check, but we do have a couple of small drifts in the driveway). Actually, we've missed most of the snow this year (it went to other areas of the country--fine with me, not so fine with my friends in the south), but it's been cold and who wants to deal with that.
My Aunt in sunny Spain wondered if by now we all have cabin fever. (I always get this mental picture of a little cabin in the woods, wood-burning stove, people wearing red longjohns, nothing good to eat, and no indoor plumbing.)
Not me. I went out yesterday. And the day before, and a couple of times last week. Since I lost my day job, I don't get cabin fever as much. If the weather is crappy, I'd just as soon stay home.
I used to get cabin fever all the time when I had a day job. I was out every day, going to work, seeing people. But on the weekend, I had to go somewhere, ANYWHERE, and I'm not exactly sure why. Now it might be weeks before I talk to someone other than the check-out girl at the grocery store, but I tend to stay home a lot more now. Maybe it's because I'm in constant communication with my friends and distant family via the Internet. (Boy am I glad I learned to type.)
What I am jonsing for (and I've said it many times before) is YARD SALE SEASON. Believe me, I am counting the days until the weather is warm and people decide to make a clean sweep and get rid of their junk...er, treasures.
What thoughts of spring are getting you through this long, cold winter?
