You know, like Seasonal Affective Disorder or whatever the heck it's called. Last week it was so nice here and I felt the fog start to lift. This week it's back to freaking frigid cold (okay, probably not as cold as some places - seriously how do people stand to live north of, say, Pennsylvania?). And I'm back to feeling like a slug with a migraine. My head's in a fog, I eat everything in sight, especially if it has Dove anywhere on it, I don't want to work out. I just want to crawl back into bed. Ugh.
Hurry Spring.
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