What a slow Wednesday it was. I was up late. It was my fault. Ever feel like you have to finish that book you were reading? Well, I wanted to finish it. I regretted it this morning when the alarm went off and I put the blanket over my head.
One of my natural instincts is starting to kick in. I want to hibernate. Really, it would make me content. Flannel pajamas and sheets, Christmas tea, books,
nice guy, sleeping all the time, HEAVEN.
Unfortunately, not reality, at all. No one to pay the rent if I hibernate. No one to feed Boots. Never mind the whole job thing. New England is so depressing once the leaves fall and everything dies. Nothing is colorful. Nothing is alive. Once it starts to snow, forget about it. After about 5 minutes, it gets all dirty. Bah humbug!
Why am I so affected by winter? Do you find that winter affects you negatively?
I have planned events over the coming weeks to keep me busy and resist the urge to nest. Wine tasting here, foliage cruise and dinner there and hopefully, a weekend in Montreal.
Unlike so many people from the Boston area, I did not drive up to Montreal when I was 18 to imbibe like others did. I am not a guy so I didn’t go up to Montreal to visit some of the other attractions that city has to offer that they might like.
I going to ask Secret Sister about going up with me. She was one of those 18 year old imbibing up there but she has grown since then.
Another thing I am looking forward to is Italy. It won’t be for a while but it is a light at the end of the long tunnel of winter.