I am not a grownup.

Friday morning I woke up to snow.

Real snow. In April.

 

It sucks the life out of me. Under that snow was GREEN GRASS.

I was SOOO ready for spring. An we were IN IT. Temps had reached the 80’s one time and had been consistently in the 70’s for the last few weeks.

The trees have that fuzzy look they get right before leaves appear. Kids are wearing spring coats and SANDALS. It’s that funky “chilly in the morning, sweaty in the afternoon” weather.

Now this.

I’m cranky & COLD.

Seasonal depression is alive and well hanging out in my living room.

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Day 6: Good calorie day.

We went to a birthday party and I REFUSED a cupcake. I know, it’s UNAMERICAN! Next thing you know I’ll be kicking puppies.

It was a boring crappy day and I would have probably felt 10000x better if I had got off my ass and did some exercise, but see above:  DEPRESSION because of the FREAKING snow. 

My body thinks its winter and should be hibernating.

But I watched ANNIE from 1984!

So there is hope that the “SUN WILL COME OUT TOMORROW! TOMORROW!