...and it's grayish and coldish and winterish. And today is the shortest day of the year, which means that tomorrow will be just a skosh longer and so on and so on. I wish I had something earth shattering and exciting to share, but alas, I'm just drinking my vanilla/chocolate/cinnamon coffee (yes, it is as delicious as it sounds) and seeking inspiration for the day. I continue to struggle post 11/8...I know I can't live this way. It's not in my makeup as a person to be constantly depressed and forlorn, though I do go through bouts of both. Because of the frigid temps and icy sidewalks, it's been difficult for me to do my daily long walks, so a smidge of cabin fever is also a culprit of my mood. Luckily, it's warmer today and will be throughout the rest of the week, so I'll slap on some waterproof boots and gingerly take some walks, being aware of the icy danger beneath my tootsies, without freezing my kebetchkies off.
I hope that whatever you do today makes you happy and that you pass on that happiness to others.