lackluster

For the past few days I've just not been feeling much. Not bad, not good, just "eh" - my coat is not shiny, my nose is not wet, but I'm up and about and going through the motions.

Waking up (long slow process) to a rainy day today it hit my why this is so: I'm in the middle of the shortest, darkest days of the year when my entire body is telling me to shut down and sleep until March. Christmas/winter has never been a good time of year for me, so I probably shouldn't complain at the step up from "pits of despair" to "eh".

Besides, I have a feeling if I can slog through until the new year that 2007 has the potential to be the Best Year Evar: C. is moving here permanently on the 26th (!), possibly friend and family visits Jan-March, and sewing/fencing plans out the wazoo.

So, yeah.. if I can just make it to Jan. 1....