That pretty much sums it up… I seriously have the winter blahs. Yesterday I became very well acquainted with the couch, and did not move from it until I went to bed. At 9:45. I think that my complete and utter lack of movement yesterday left me even bluer, as I felt like a giant, fat sloth. I feel guilty for not doing anything yesterday… I feel like I should have done something – anything! Oh… I did consume my body weight in food yesterday… that's something….

This morning appears to be a repeat… the sky is gray, the yard is a mix of off white snow marked with dog poo and brownish grass. The field is muddy brown with brown weeds at its edge. I see some crows out there, and even they look bored. Perhaps the only thing worse than several days of extreme cold and snow is the thaw. It leaves everything muddy and dirty, and it can't be trusted, as it's only early February, and we all can very well expect another foot or so of the white stuff anytime. It ain't over yet folks…

This time of year all the fun things seem so far away… Our cruise is not for 7 more weeks (I know, I know, I know I'm very lucky to be going on a vacation at all)… golf doesn't start until the beginning of April (and there will be serious stress for me during this entire season, but I know, I know, at least I get to golf… beats working)… there is no reason to celebrate except Billy's birthday and our anniversary which is still next month… So what to do during this layover? I guess the best thing I can do is work now to relieve some pressure I know I'll have during the golf season (running a tournament, captain of the 18 hole league, scorekeeper for the 9 hole) and do as much as I can in the house in Windsor, so they can get it sold.

I also should appreciate the time Billy and I have together being sloth like and lazy. He works hard and deserves those kind of days, and wants me to be with him. That's a good thing that I should celebrate – oh, hey look at that…

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