Winter

Here it is February and I'm vacillating between the anxiety of cabin fever and hibernation. It was an easy winter. The past few years have been mild. Still it's cold and I want to hide under my covers. Or I want to make soup and wear sweaters. I actually caught myself getting really down this year. I bought one of those seasonal disorder lamps. Could be placebo, could work like a charm. who cares! it simulates the sun, right? Well I love the sun. 

Still we were talking cabin fever. This is my birthday month and I decided I didn't want to travel, at least not far. Sadly, summer like weather requires a plane ride and I just don't want the aggravation. So it's a simple birthday this year. Champagne and snacks and stimulating conversation. Every now and then though, I check airfare. I check airbnb. I pan around google maps looking for destinations.  Then I take a deep breath and say wait. 

what's on the agenda so far!  
Florida Keys, again!  New people so it'll feel new for me too.  
Margaritaville Cruise!  Belize!  I've never been. 
Silent retreat.  I'm still looking for inner peace
North Carolina for a simple beach trip.  
Maybe New Orleans.  its still under discussion.  
Somewhere I have to make room for my brother in Virginia
Karen will want a trip for her birthday.  
Maybe Hocking Hills.  
Yolo in Kimbleton.  Just a day trip.  

There'll be more.  In the meantime, making lists like this will keep me warm.  

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