The weather has not been a joy around here. It’s been cold and snowy, with no way to get out and walk, which is my preferred way of exercising. I push myself to go to the gym, but I haven’t gone every day like I’d like to. So I was SO EXCITED to see a Facebook Memory post I had made that said that it’s only 23 days until Spring! Granted, a certain date won’t mean that we won’t have any more snow, but we will see signs of Spring, such as these beautiful crocuses, trees budding, and warmer days. And I will be able to get out more and walk. The days will get longer, the clocks will spring forward, and my mood will slowly rise. I will wake up to birdsong in the morning. These are simple joys that I truly miss in the Winter.
For this Bipolar gal, my optimal seasons are Spring and Summer, so I am looking forward to days where everything isn’t such a damn struggle, where I spring out of bed, where I can go outside on my porch in my pj’s with my coffee and experience the morning in all its glory. I can’t wait!