This winter is becoming one of the longest and most depressing that I’ve ever known. In many ways I feel like this winter began last January. After we decided we needed out of our rental and into our own home life kind of went on hold for me. All of the time from the moment we bought our house until we moved into it was spent with me wishing it away. What’s more, once we moved in the next few months flew in ways that make them seem like mere weeks. I crave a normal summer in our new house desperately and some days I feel like this winter is never going to end. I think tomorrow is going to be one of those days - we have another 30cm of snow plus freezing rain plus wind coming our way.
Guh. I am going to go mad.
