My mood the last few days has been poopy, and Diana said to me last night that she was sorry I was unhappy. I was kind of alarmed by that, because I'm not unhappy. At least, I don't think I am. I had a killer headache much of yesterday which was not helping me though.
But while I am a little stressed out lately, I wouldn't characterize myself as being unhappy. I am, however, absolutely suffering from the SAD, no question about that. I just need some sun in the worst way. I'm tired and lethargic because I feel like I should be hibernating. This is the worst I think it has ever gotten to me. And as I look outside, I know the snow falling ever so gently is pretty, but I hate it.
Three weeks from tomorrow I'll be in Vegas, which won't be warm, but it sure as hell will be sunny. Six weeks from today I'll be in Hawaii. Thank God.