tired of being tired.
it's this time of year. i'm absolutely certain of it. not only do i live in one of the gloomiest cities in the world (i've got a lot of town love, but these winters are ridiculous), but to add to it, it's the season of football, holidays, baked goods, and any other equally relaxing and fatty themed periods of time. i drink more, snack more, lazy more. i sleep inconsistently. weekends are catch up, weeknights are tossed and turned with every sway of the big loud tree blowing in the deep gusts of wind outside my bedroom window.Â
but the most obnoxious part of this time of year is how easily it makes me grumpy. like crazy grumpy. ebenezer scrooge grumpy. hermit up at home and hide from the world grumpy. like a good little bear cub, i just want to hybernate. emerge in the spring with my big kid smile back on my relaxed face.Â
alas, this isn't a very practical or humanly possible plan. because i am human.Â
instead, i'll jump right into fix it mode. i've analyzed the past five years of winters (i'm impressed i could remember that far back at all with this crazy old lady brain of mine), and one thing is for certain, SAD is a common theme y'all. Seasonal Affective Disorder. i used to think i was crazy for having such deep depressions every time the nights grew longer and darker. fortunately, i'm not crazy at all. i just live in a dark and twisty city in the pacific northwest, where authors write stories of vampires and zombies. why wouldn't more people be depressed with characters like that to go up against every year.
i should say i'm probably self-diagnosing here, but that just means i can equally as comfortably self-treat. this year i'm doing so by reimplementing the goals of yonder. that's right folks, we're bringing back the energy. therefore, the month of december, the last month of the year, will be spent on vitality.Â
re-cycled mini pieces of energy:
go to sleep earlier (#zzz)
exercise better (#moobitmoobit)
toss, restore, organize (#cleanup)
tackle a nagging task (#tackleit)
act more energetic (#actit)
and just think, if the mayans were right, and this is the last month i've got, then i'm going out with a bang. like that little pink bunny from the energizer battery commercials. just a bangin' on that drum.
