And even if my lower limbs were functioning perfectly, we're in the midst of that old familiar wintry mix, accompanied by very cold temperatures and very gusty winds. I can barely see the top of the mountain a half-mile to the west.
This winter has worn out its welcome.
And it's also worn my psyche and emotions down, down, down. I haven't felt this out of sorts in a long time. I want to dive into food, and I'll admit I've done a bit of that. Fortunately the food around here is pretty clean and on plan, but still. I'd rather just eat food, and not use it.
It's going to take some effort to get back on track. The best way for me to do that is to take a matter-of-fact attitude about the whole thing.
- Yes, winter sucks.
- No, there's nothing I can do about it.
- So, I might as well do the next right thing.
What I should do today would be to pick up where I left off with the organizing and decluttering and tidying up.
But maybe I'll go finish the endless socks I started a couple weeks ago. (Only the toes on both + 15 more rows on one and they'll be ready to wash/block/dry/send to their new owner!)