I think I struggle with the Seasonal Affective Disorder a little bit. Probably most people do, but maybe not. I don't know. Whatever it is, the dark and gloomy winter has always been difficult for me, and I am not myself.
I just know it's getting awfully hard for me to get out of bed when it's dark until 8:30 a.m. now. And I have been going back to bed sometimes after the bus comes and letting Sophie watch Cinderella (that's her princess--they've each had a princess) on my bed while I sleep a bit longer. I don't have much energy or desire to do cleaning or anything. It's just really been this week, but I worry about how much worse it will get. I'm also kind of sad that my favorite season (autumn) seems to be more like winter around here. It's beautiful, but I miss my October blue sky that makes me so happy.
Funny that my mood can be dictated so much by the weather.
But, it looks like the sun's out today more than it has been.
Laundry, here I come.