I have succumb to the winter blues.
March in the 716 really isn’t the best, and it really doesn’t do our area code bubble any justice. I am one of those people who longs for spring; it’s my favorite season – one where it’s not too hot and not too cold – and I wish we had more of it. Buffalo winter, especially, drags on well into the end of March, and I am often left thinking, where is this lamb everyone talks about?
No matter how much I try to run from it, I just can’t hide it anymore. I blame these blues solely on the fact that we have a week or so of borderline shorts weather, followed by weeks of freezing cold, snowy weather. I’ve gone in and out of being sick for what seems like months now with the addition of headaches and migraines thanks to the wacky weather changes. I don’t know why I complain, though, because it’s something that I am so used to. This weather happens every year [thanks Buffalo], so naturally this slump tends to happen every year around this time. I hit these ruts where I don’t want to do much other than stay in the house and do nothing – partly because it’s freezing, partly because I feel uninspired trying to find things to do. I mean, there’s only so many times you can go to Target, right? It’s the little ruts like these, though, that almost make me appreciate my loved ones even more because they are always ready and willing to find new adventures to go on.
For example, I went from having zero plans this weekend to having a jam-packed, adventure-filled weekend in the blink of an eye. Saturday, I went to the Buffalo Sabres versus Vegas Golden Knights game in the afternoon, with a first-time trip to Buffalo Iron Works before the game courtesy of my Dad. Sunday, I had another Buffalo-filled day with an afternoon-long trip to the Buffalo Science Museum, lunch, a quick [non-Buffalo related] trip to Target, and dinner courtesy of Wegmans. On a weekend I wasn’t really looking forward to, I now have memories that fill my mind thanks to my family and my boyfriend getting me excited to be up and out of the house. Something as little as grocery shopping can be enough to get you the jolt of energy you need.
So, as we all patiently await the arrival of the lamb, may we stand up to the lion and conquer it. xoxo.