It’s been raining here in Richmond for like, four
thousand days in a row. Like, non-stop rain.
And before that? It was cloudy and foggy and miserable. I forget what the sun looks like. I’m not usually one to get bent outta shape because of a little rain, but this is different.
It’s also cold outside.
And while I don’t really have Season Affective Disorder (depression that occurs during a certain time of the year, usually winter) this weather has got me in a serious funk.
As in, I don’t want to put on real pants (or real bra for that matter), I only want to eat carbs and fat and sugar, and I’d prefer to sleep more often than not.
But, whatever. According to Facebook, everyone in Virginia feels the exact same way right now, which is my totally legitimate litmus test for normalcy.
Okay, I’m off. With a rain coat. And rain boots. And an umbrella. Because, you know, sugar melts when it gets wet.
Let’s chat – Where do you live, and what’s the weather like?