Cabin Fever, it's running rampant

I am having one of those floundering spells.

Nothing is really wrong, just sometimes life/stress/whatever just feels like too much.

(Luckily, the housework is not suffering from my funk, I can't stand a messy house although I do let that slide. Too complicated to get into.)

So, like I was saying, nothing is really wrong, I am just feeling a bit overwhelmed by a lot of little things.

Does that make sense?

I am blaming all of it on Winter.

The cold.

The snow that is left on the ground.
The nasty slushy, muddy stuff that used to be snow.

The sickness that comes with the cold.

The cabin fever.

I want to be out of this funk.

I want to take the kids outside to run and play so that they will get out of their funk too.

To laugh and play and enjoy each other

It just seems like this cycle of crankiness.

It's really no one's fault, it is just the nature of this time of year.

We have been trapped inside for too long and Spring is just on the horizon.

I feel like I could reach out and touch it.

It is this close.

So, enough whining on my part.

I will snap out of it and embrace the end of Winter because all too soon Summer will be upon us.

It likes to bring oppressive humidity, unreal heat and those pesky little things called tornadoes.

I know that in the peak of Summer I will be calling out for Winter because then too we will be trapped in the house.

Such is life in the Midwest.

P.S. My oh so talented hubby took all these pictures, gorgeous. Way to go babe.

P.P.S I am trying an experiment, I wonder if I actually make myself get dressed (no yoga or exercise pants) if that would help with this funk. Radical, I know. I am even blow drying my hair, this is serious people.