I knew that moving south would be a different experience for me - but I didn't realize that it would be such a challenge mentally. It's November (and we'll just ignore the fact that the Red Sox had a bad October) and I'm sitting here with the windows open and the thermometer reads 83 degrees. My struggle here is that I'm not feeling the passage of time. I feel like I'm stuck in a time warp and that August and September keep repeating themselves...it's like Groundhog Day. I knew that I loved the foliage and the change of seasons and I knew the not having that was going to be an adjustment, but I honestly didn't think it would be this hard. I feel like I have reverse Seasonal Affective Disorder in that I'm getting too much sun and warm weather. If I feel like this now - what is February going to feel like?
On another note, now that the election is over we've stopped getting phone calls from Michelle Obama and Martin Luther King, Jr.'s neice (all recorded of course) which is nice. I knew that Florida was a "battleground" state, but this was insane!
Work is going well - the crew from Vermont was in the office this week and it was SO nice to see familiar faces. We caught up on how everyone up there was - there are two new babies coming later this month and early in '09 and the dogs are doing well. I was saddened to learn that Erin's cat Coco died though.
Chris has been busy doing PA at UNF and I'm taking the First Responder class at the community college in January. I'm pretty excited!
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