Maybe it's cabin fever already. Maybe it's the subzero temps. Maybe it's CO leaking from the wood heat. Maybe it's Christmas blues. Maybe it's the mess. I don't know, but I'd really like to make some tea and lock myself in the bedroom where it's quiet, more clean than any other room in the house (though not clean itself).
Unfortunately, it's a day of schoolwork, getting dinner ready, swimming lessons, piano lessons, and try to get my laundry put away before it's time to wash again. Some days, I feel like I'm just treading water. Today is definitely one of those days. Accomplishing very little, just trying to not drown.
Don't worry, I'm not depressed. Just having a melancholy day...
