Being Kind To Future Grace
Dec. 20th, 2009 02:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gracedpalmerI'll want this information next year:
It may be psychosomatic or related in part to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
samadi being in Peoria and space_geek_kenbeing really busy this weekend, but these several days leading up to the solstice have been emotional rollercoasters. They've been pretty productive, especially for days when I've just been in the house. But the number of times I've had tears pricking at my eyes for no reason has been unusually high. Moods have varied from run around the house cleaning to a belief that the Senate health care bill indicates the end of the world. Insomnia hasn't been really bad (no 7am reading sessions) but has prevented me from getting to sleep on time for several nights running.
The sky has been extremely grey, in that horrid, "no sun, too cold, no snow" kinda way I used to hate so much in Champaign. I know everyone else hates snow, and it isn't fun to walk or drive in, but it improves my mood greatly in the winter. Snow often comes with sunny days. The greyness means that effective dark is at about 3:30, 3:45 (when its dusk and the artificial lights start automatically coming on in the other buildings).
Appetite has been messed up, swinging between snacking from boredom and for stimulation to forgetting to eat for hours at a time. Have been mostly keeping eating itself on track. Jess has been helpful and willing to hang out from time to time, which has made things a bit better in the doldrums.
Tomorrow is the shortest day. It doesn't get any worse after that.
It may be psychosomatic or related in part to
samadi being in Peoria and space_geek_kenbeing really busy this weekend, but these several days leading up to the solstice have been emotional rollercoasters. They've been pretty productive, especially for days when I've just been in the house. But the number of times I've had tears pricking at my eyes for no reason has been unusually high. Moods have varied from run around the house cleaning to a belief that the Senate health care bill indicates the end of the world. Insomnia hasn't been really bad (no 7am reading sessions) but has prevented me from getting to sleep on time for several nights running.The sky has been extremely grey, in that horrid, "no sun, too cold, no snow" kinda way I used to hate so much in Champaign. I know everyone else hates snow, and it isn't fun to walk or drive in, but it improves my mood greatly in the winter. Snow often comes with sunny days. The greyness means that effective dark is at about 3:30, 3:45 (when its dusk and the artificial lights start automatically coming on in the other buildings).
Appetite has been messed up, swinging between snacking from boredom and for stimulation to forgetting to eat for hours at a time. Have been mostly keeping eating itself on track. Jess has been helpful and willing to hang out from time to time, which has made things a bit better in the doldrums.
Tomorrow is the shortest day. It doesn't get any worse after that.