I’m in a funk. There. I said it.
Life is usually pretty good, but it’s been a tough month (yes, all three days of it) and I have to admit that I’m feeling a little funky these days. There’s been a few things that have piled up and gone wrong, but I think the biggest obstacle right now is that, unfortunately, my tolerance and attempted optimism for the weather here has finally maxed out. Basically, I’ve reached my cold weather quota. I’m thinking I probably shouldn’t have rolled my eyes (just a little!) in the medical briefing here when they said that Seasonal Affective Disorder (appropriately acronymed “SAD”) is a real thing here, and that there’s no shame in going to the med unit to talk to someone when/if it hits. Well, I might be there. Or not, but honestly – it snowed today. All day. ‘Nuff said.