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It is snowing something fierce outside right now. The weather, as a whole, has been pretty miserable, and in the next couple of days it's only getting worse, with temps predicted to dip below zero as a high on Monday.
This is normally the kind of thing that would devastate me. Every year, I go through a period from pretty much mid-December all the way through March where I question what the hell I'm still doing in Chicago, and experience many days of gloom from having to trudge through snow and ice and wind.
Amazingly, that is not so much the case this time around. At least, not in the moment. I even got out for a bit this morning for a gym visit, and to return a DVD (The Lifeguard) that I rented from the Redbox last night. I had my warm boots, hat and coat. I watched the line of cars on Roosevelt Road delayed by the slippery conditions.
AND IT WAS NO THING!
No real reason for sharing this. I'm just glad for my good mood, and it seems that this year in particular, attaining happy only required gritting my teeth and getting through Christmas. No that it's over, the world feels full of possibility.
It could also be that I'm a bit giddy in knowing that I might have a long weekend, because no way am I leaving the house on Monday if it truly gets down to 30-50 below, as the weather folks have been predicting. This is why sick days were invented.
This is normally the kind of thing that would devastate me. Every year, I go through a period from pretty much mid-December all the way through March where I question what the hell I'm still doing in Chicago, and experience many days of gloom from having to trudge through snow and ice and wind.
Amazingly, that is not so much the case this time around. At least, not in the moment. I even got out for a bit this morning for a gym visit, and to return a DVD (The Lifeguard) that I rented from the Redbox last night. I had my warm boots, hat and coat. I watched the line of cars on Roosevelt Road delayed by the slippery conditions.
AND IT WAS NO THING!
No real reason for sharing this. I'm just glad for my good mood, and it seems that this year in particular, attaining happy only required gritting my teeth and getting through Christmas. No that it's over, the world feels full of possibility.
It could also be that I'm a bit giddy in knowing that I might have a long weekend, because no way am I leaving the house on Monday if it truly gets down to 30-50 below, as the weather folks have been predicting. This is why sick days were invented.
