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I haz em.  Mother Nature does not. I want to plant some herbs and stuff this year.  I say this every year, but this time I mean it, damnit. We don't have a lot of space in the sunshine, but I think we have just enough to do one of those cute Pinterest-y container gardens. I want to get outside and work towards running goals again. (Just not enough to bundle up and feel my snot freeze,)  It's 32 freaking degrees out today.  And windy.  And blustery.  I HATE THAT! I want to jump out of the bed on the weekends excited because Lonnie and I have adventures planned!  The kind of adventures that don't involve mittens or frostbite. I want to do a cool thing like take my schoolwork out to a park and study under a tree.  (LOL I  will NEVER do that!)  I guarantee if that happens I WILL find a way to selfie that shit ;-)

I love sleeping.  So.  So. Much.  However, this is the time of year every year (Which I didn't even realize until a blog reader noticed a trend a few years ago in my posts as years went on!), I get a case of the winter blues.... cabin fever.... whatever you want to call it. I usually combat my malaise with a vacation to someplace sunny and warm.  This year, I let Lonnie talk me into vacationing much earlier than usual, bringing us back to Maine with lots more winter left.  This has been a VERY mild, and non-snowy winter, but it's still winter.  I still don't want to go outside for a walk or a run, we aren't going out hiking and fishing and stuff on the weekends, and there is not a lot else to do around here other than shopping and the movies. So I have been sleeping.  A LOT.  My main excuse that I use is, "I sleep late because my job keeps me up late and messes up my sleep schedule."   Which is true sometimes.  But not every day...

While the view from my window today is still bleak, Spring is definitely knocking on the door! Holy crap, I haven't been a very regular blogger!  Hate that! I am going to take the chicken-shit way out here and blame my blog-slacking on my "WINTER BLUES."  I wouldn't say I have seasonal-affective disorder, but I would say I am about as close to saying that as I can be. Wintertime is tough.  I spend a LOT of time (which also seems to always translate to a lot of money) trying to find ways to cheer myself up and feel like there is reason to jump out of my warm, cozy bed into my frigid apartment every morning.  This years 'cheeruppers' included a personal trainer, a fishtank, talk of another puppy (not happening), lots of indoor building projects, and not one, but TWO trips to Mexico.  ....and quite a few extra work shifts picked up to afford them all ;-) I am very grateful for a partner who is so supportive and more-than-willing to join me in...