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For those of us who live in the 'burbs, inclement weather means that you are stuck in your house for long, long extended periods of time. I am not a person who is great at being cooped up indoors. Even a day is a stretch for me. I have to get out, walk around, see the sky and see some other people. So the isolation of the past few days has nearly driven me nuts. I've walked the empty streets of my town, amazed at how my neighbors can hunker down indoors, only emerging to shovel snow and occasionally curse.
Bored. I have been bored, bored, bored to no end. And the more bored I get, the more lazy I get! What a vicious cycle. We have played cards, video games, board games, watched movies and still have been so, so bored. Just talking about it makes me want to get up and do twenty jumping acks to get rid of all my excess energy. How do people who live in Alaska get through the winter without going crazy? But I digress...
Something exciting happened to me last night. I was able to get in my car with minimal shoveling, and back out of my driveway with no sliding, slipping or crashing and drive to my yoga class. I had other people to talk to, not just my dog and husband. And, I got to see what the rest of the world has been up to. For a person whose looked at about a 8 block radius for the last three days, this was a thrill!
Today I am at work, and for once I don't even mind it. The change of venue in which to sit indoors is a nice variance.
Now however, I am reminded at this moment of how thankful I should be to have warmth, a job, a home to shelter me through this terrible weather. And I am trying to be thankful, though I know not enough. This is due to the fact that boredom overtakes my thankfulness and makes me think crazy thoughts about taking roadtrips to Arizona just to be warmer.
BUT, I am thankful. I am thankful that I got out of my house. Thankul that I was able to practice yoga and alleviate my "shovel shoulder" condition (I am still having some difficulty in getting my arms high enough to shampoo). Thankful for the company of my husband and dog.
But dang, three days in a house is my limit!
*Don't say I didn't warn you - this post is the rambling mess of a woman just emerging from severe cabin fever.
For those of us who live in the 'burbs, inclement weather means that you are stuck in your house for long, long extended periods of time. I am not a person who is great at being cooped up indoors. Even a day is a stretch for me. I have to get out, walk around, see the sky and see some other people. So the isolation of the past few days has nearly driven me nuts. I've walked the empty streets of my town, amazed at how my neighbors can hunker down indoors, only emerging to shovel snow and occasionally curse.
Bored. I have been bored, bored, bored to no end. And the more bored I get, the more lazy I get! What a vicious cycle. We have played cards, video games, board games, watched movies and still have been so, so bored. Just talking about it makes me want to get up and do twenty jumping acks to get rid of all my excess energy. How do people who live in Alaska get through the winter without going crazy? But I digress...
Something exciting happened to me last night. I was able to get in my car with minimal shoveling, and back out of my driveway with no sliding, slipping or crashing and drive to my yoga class. I had other people to talk to, not just my dog and husband. And, I got to see what the rest of the world has been up to. For a person whose looked at about a 8 block radius for the last three days, this was a thrill!
Today I am at work, and for once I don't even mind it. The change of venue in which to sit indoors is a nice variance.
Now however, I am reminded at this moment of how thankful I should be to have warmth, a job, a home to shelter me through this terrible weather. And I am trying to be thankful, though I know not enough. This is due to the fact that boredom overtakes my thankfulness and makes me think crazy thoughts about taking roadtrips to Arizona just to be warmer.
BUT, I am thankful. I am thankful that I got out of my house. Thankul that I was able to practice yoga and alleviate my "shovel shoulder" condition (I am still having some difficulty in getting my arms high enough to shampoo). Thankful for the company of my husband and dog.
But dang, three days in a house is my limit!
"...only emerging to shovel snow and occasionally curse."
ReplyDeleteSo, so true! Welcome to Pennsylvania.
Aww thanks. It is so PA, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteMy whole blog was born out of cabin fever! I used to live in Seattle and we had a week where none of us could leave the house. I went BANANAS and started my blog. So, I feel you, lady! ;)
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