I must be getting old. I am experiencing one of the worst cases of Cabin Fever ever! I have become as grouchy as a troll under a musty bridge! This winter has really been devastating to my psyche. I have never wanted sunshine more than I do now. As luck would have it, our trip to Florida - supposedly to escape the dreariness of Illinois in winter - turned out to be a continuation of lousy, chilly, damp, and wet weather! All we wanted was some sunshine, and what we got was 1.5 days out of 7. Is that sad or what? The Sunshine State failed us miserably. My streak of bringing rain wherever I go seems to have escalated to the point of ridiculousness. I have brought rain everywhere we have traveled in the past year. Will I bring record rains to Maui in July? Will there be no rainbows because of cloud cover? Now I know I should not be complaining because I have gotten to go on vacation and all, but I have been actually finding myself perseverating over these dark and dreary days to the point of almost having an anxiety attack over it. Lunching with our retirees group yesterday helped a lot, but today I had to cancel plans for a birthday luncheon with my dear former 5th grade colleagues because Landon has strep and I will have to watch him while Lindsay runs Aniella to school. Not such a big deal to most, but to me, devastating! I am now pouting, crabby, and ready to scream. Being up since 4:30 with Guinness acting weirdly did not help my case. I think today might be a day to call upon my creative juices. Do I dare break out the oils and paint something? I had planned to paint a picture for one of my pregnant friend's nursery, but if I do attempt it and mess up or have an "artist's block" will that put me over the edge?
To make things worse, I have also reached a saturation point with cooking for 8 people every day. I am sick of all things food, have no desire to make new things, despite having a collection of cookbooks, online recipes, and foodie magazines lying all around me. Eating out is not an option. Too expensive for 8 people to do it daily...but it sure is tempting sometimes. I love it when my son in law pitches in and does the cooking, but I don't expect him to do it after working all day and then coming home to three kids, a dog, and Lindsay.
Don't worry about me. All it will take is some sunshine to turn my frown upside down. Why do I live in this part of the country?? I know the answer, and that frustrates me even more. Hope your life is filled with sunshine - literally or figuratively.
