The winter doldrums have set in. I am cold and bitter about it. I am tired of walking around with my shoulders up to my ears and freezing when I walk Child 1 down to the bus stop. I am ruing the day that we got the dog since he takes forever to decide where to do his business.
I am tired of driving in snow. I am tired of seeing dirty black snow along the sides of the road. There is very little that is pretty in January in Ohio.
I am tired of wearing a coat, hat and boots. I can never find both of my gloves at the same time. I hate having to find socks every day, and getting Child 2 to put them on is torture for both of us. Both of my children seem to have hang-ups with footwear.
I am tired of it being dark all the time. I know they say that the days are getting longer, but not fast enough for me. I miss the fresh fruit selection with no local strawberries, blueberries or grapes. I don't really like blueberries, but I like knowing that if I go over to my mom's house and walk down the back yard I could find some in the Smith's blueberry cage.
I miss seeing green grass and flowers. I miss leaves on the trees. I miss the feel of sunlight on my face and I miss sandals and shorts. I miss having the bathroom window open at night so my towel smells like it was hung outside to dry. I even miss playing endless games of HORSE with Child 2 when I would like nothing more than to read my book.
I feel better now. Thank you for listening. Only 4 more months until we have reliable warm weather.
1 comment:
Kate, I don't understand your blueberry obsession. They are just slimy, slippery round balls with squeeky skin that sticks to my teeth. Remind me why I should like these. But the spring strawberries more than make up for these curious oddities. Ann
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