So remember when I was househunting? Update--we did not find the perfect house. However, we did find one we really love.
The house isn't what I envisioned when we were looking, at all. It's a condo, for one, so we share a wall with the neighbors. There's no dishwasher. The back yard is mostly concrete. It's on the other side of town from where I've lived for the past twenty-some years. (Twenty? Holy smokes!) But it works. We haven't heard a thing through the shared wall, and no one has complained to us. The kitchen has enough room for a portable dishwasher, and we found a good used one for $125. The back yard has an orange tree, and enough dirt we can plant things. It also has a brick fireplace-type-thing built in. The drive to work is about fifteen minutes unless traffic is bad--that's enough time to make it worth finding some books on CD.
Unlike Siri, winter doesn't get me down after awhile, but that's because here in Colorado, winter is a bizarre and very confused season, which tends to turn into a bizarre and very confused spring.
Take yesterday, for example. 75 degrees (~24 degrees for you Celsius people) and sunny. It was brilliant. We went for a long walk in short sleeves and played in the yard. Today? Blizzard. (Although admittedly a fairly warm blizzard. It's not sticking to the streets but it's blowing around pretty impressively.)
I'll be honest, guys.
I really struggle with this time of year.
By the time March hits, it's been cold for so long (especially this year) that I've forgotten how summer feels. It's still dark. I'm tired of my winter clothes and of wearing a giant coat. I feel like I'm slogging through life.