I know that winter has really only just officially started, and that we have a fair way to go with the cold, went, stuck inside days, I know I wrote about embracing the winter and not wishing my days away but I am already well over it.
Do you read Soule Mama (if you don’t you really should)? Part me wants to take her off my bloglines because reading about berry picking and beach visits and seeing all the glorious photos with lush green grass and outdoor meals is killing me!
I don’t like the cold. I don’t like being stuck inside. I don’t like winter. The cold and wet seems to make even the simplest things harder. Getting everyone in and out of the car in the rain and mud is horrible. Even if it isn’t raining it is still too cold and wet for Muski to crawl around outside for long. I feel like my life gets put on hold while we rug up, stay put and dream of all the things we’ll do when the weather gets warmer.
I know that the grass is always greener on the other side – heck I know that our grass will never be as lush and green as the grass in Soule Mama’s photos summer or winter! I know that beach trips are not as idyllic for us as they appear to be for that gorgeous American family and I know that while we plan to go berry picking each yeah, so far we have never actually made it. Still, I so badly want winter to be over. I want to plant the veggie garden, I want to eat outside (yes even with all the flies) I want life to begin again when spring comes.
Is there some magical way to beat the Winter Blues? Do people actually enjoy winter? What is their secret? Am I doomed to sit her counting down the days until spring appears??