I'm getting cabin fever.
"This is the winter of our discontent". Well, that might be a little extreme, but I have to tell you that I am very tired of this endless rain.
Yes, Seattle is known for rain, but we don't really have that much. It's more about the "big gray" that we usually have to put up with, a lack of sunshine. But this January has been WET!
I have finished my REDUCE task of sorting out cupboards and drawers throughout the house. I'm sure I could still find a few things to cull out, but not much. So I need a new project. I'm going to start on some sewing next. I got a few more tee shirts from Jake and I am going to make sofa pillow covers from them. I made one using my sample and scraps from the tee shirt quilt, so I have a process figured out. It should be easy but will keep me occupied.
I have not made progress on reducing me. That fall I took a week and a half ago torqued my hip, the one that is under attack by arthritis, and I am still not able to do aerobic, distance walking, which is my favored kind of exercise. I have been using my recumbent stationary bike for exercise, hoping I am not making matters worse, since that doesn't make my hip hurt. In this dismal, dark weather I just want to eat potato chips and chocolate and drink lattes. Obviously I can't do that, so I am constantly at odds with myself.
We saw two more nominated movies this weekend. I wrote about "The Shape of Water" in my last post. We also saw "Lady Bird". We enjoyed this coming of age, mother/daughter relationship story, but I would not put it in the same category as some of the others we've seen. It was just a good movie, not that special.
Sunday we had brunch with son Jake. He is doing well and we had a great intellectual conversation. He is a very bright guy and very well read. He challenges me and I like that. I love deep, intelligent, thought provoking conversation and don't have that many opportunities for it.
It's dark now and about time to go finish dinner. I really need to get up, get going, and work on my mood. Maybe counting my blessings will help. I have a home that is much more than shelter, a loving spouse and life partner, healthy kids and grandkids, financial security, and food that I can now go cook. I am very fortunate.
Rain is just an inconvenience when I have the option to not be out in it, to not be cold and hungry and homeless, like so many are here.