Not too hot and not too cold. In keeping with my personal promise to myself to never complain about the weather again, I am presented with the challenge of repackaging the climate to my liking on a daily basis.
This winter, simply and brutally put, kicked my behind. I found myself wrestling with feelings of depression and futility with every dark day that dawned. And I don’t have much practice with depression, not the clinical kind, any how. Pulling myself out of the house and forcing myself to interact with people every day helped a lot. Especially because I work at home and could easily hermit myself up with my words–which trust me can get pretty easy when it’s freezing cold and gray outside.
But isolating is one of the signs of depression, I’m told. So, even with the wind whipping and the snow drifts piling up, I went out. And I honestly think it saved my sanity.
With that weather behind us–and I predict this with great hope–I will never complain again. This winter has been a fantastic lesson in the power of a positive attitude. Whether the sun is shining or hiding; whether the rain is pouring down in sheets or it’s as parched as the dust bowl, it’s all good with me.
And today, I don’t even want to complain, because it’s a Goldilocks day–not too hot, not too cold. But just right.