Winterapathy

What is with my apathy as of late? Oh ... yeah ... Winter. Oh why must you be so rainy and cold? I'd actually much prefer you be bitter cold and snowy than your typical damp, achy and soaking. Feels like I'm always just getting out an outdoor shower, but with no towel to dry off. Weird, but it does. Some people call the winter depression seasonal affective disorder. But I'm not depressed ... just lazy. My word for it is "Winterapathy." (trade marked, Jaime England Inc.)

But other than the uncomfortable weather and ugly, bare trees ... the feelings are right this time of year. Like for instance ... normally I would be freaking out that Neil's two ER trips this month cost us $400 and my car's recent trip to the shop is going to cost us another $400 (all a month short of our trip to Hawaii). Normally ... I would be a tightly wound ball of stress regarding this unfortunate setback. But Christmas seems to make everything better. I just sit on the couch, bask in the glow of the tree lights while drinking my eggnog, and completely drown out the world. I'm going to miss this escape when it's over.

One thing I can say though ... it's so great, for my weak will power's sake, that eggnog is only sold seasonally.