No More SAD for Me

I didn't realize how much an entire week, (that's seven entire days, in a row) of rain, wind, cold and early dark) had affected me, until the sun came out. It had been so long, that I almost didn't recognize it. Kidding. But once I did...

However, I am not kidding when I tell you that during that endless
week of dullness, I was definitely exhibiting all of the following symptoms of SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder).

Feeling sad, grumpy, moody, or anxious

My husband, John: Are you crying?

Shelley: No. Maybe.

John: Why are you crying?

Shelley: It's this commercial. This company has done so much for the people.

John: Honda?

Shelley: Yes. Shhhhh.... The next one's on. Ahhh! How sad is that?

John: Are you OK?

Shelley: Of course. Why do you ask?

John: Well, it's just that...

Shelley: I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with me. Today I just feel like crying.

John:...

Shelley:  You do think there's something wrong with me. Don't you? Go ahead, just say it. Say, "Shelley, I think there's something wrong with you."

John:...

Shelley: Arghhhhh! What is wrong with me?

John:...

Shelley: I know what it is. It's the weather. It's getting to me. It's wearing me down. Chip. Chip. Chip. We can't even go for a walk without fear of drowning. Just look outside. Oh no, I'm sorry. You can't. You know why you can't? Because the rain is pelting the windows so hard, you can't see through them. And, even if  it wasn't raining, it doesn't matter. Want to know why?  I'll tell you why. Because it's  turned pitch black at 4:00.  Holy S!@$!! I've got to get out of here. Leave Vancouver Island before I really lose it. Are you coming with me?

John:...

Lose interest in your usual activities

John: Want to go for a run?

Shelley: You're kidding, right?

John: OK. No run. Let's wrap up in rain gear and go for a walk. At least we'll get outside.

Shelley: No.

John: Want to do an "Insanity" workout?

Shelley: God. No.

John: Weights?

Shelley: No.

John: Squash?

Shelley: No.

John: Watch TV?

Shelley: No.

John: "Paranormal 3?"

Shelley: I'm experiencing my own "Paranormal 3." F@#%$!

John: So sex is definitely out of the question?

Sleep more and feel drowsy during the daytime.

Shelley: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

John: Shelley you need to get up. It's after 10:00.

Shelley: 1:00. Time for a nap.

John: But you never nap.

Shelley: I do now.

Eat more and crave carbohydrates, such as bread and pasta

John: Hey! What are you doing? Didn't we just eat?

Shelley: That was over 10 minutes ago. I'm starving.

John:...

Gain weight

Shelley: Blechhhh.... I feel like I've turned into one gargantuan overcooked spaghetti noodle. Euuhhhhh... I hate my body. I should work out, or stop eating so much.... That's it. Enough of this moaning about the weather. There's nothing I can do about it. I need to accept it and get off my A$$... Not at this very instant, mind you. That's silly talk. First thing tomorrow.

John:...

Scary, right? Not to worry. Next time the "weather" hits, I'll be prepared.

Shelley and John

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Rain Rain Go Away!

Last night the radio announcer reported that over 2 inches of rain had fallen in the Pismo Beach area and more was on the way. (This was not the drizzly stuff, but full on torrential down pour stuff. The stuff that caused mud slides in KL. Sometimes, the trailer shook with the wind.) He advised people to try to stay inside. No kidding. We had been in the trailer for over 8 hours already. During that time we watched 4 episodes of  “Boardwalk Empire”,  “Mike and Molly” the movie “Water For Elephants” wiped, swept, vacuumed, washed, polished, rearranged cupboards,napped, played Farkle, Cards, Monopoly Deal, checked e-mails, facebook, investments,(more than once), showered, cooked and ate supper. By 9:00 we were drinking California wine, (a lot) and reading our books. (in separate rooms). Thought you would want to know what kind of books we read. So....

Here’s an excerpt from John’s book “Tail- End Charlies”, a historical account of the second world war in England.

“For a year, British Intelligence had known that German scientists were developing flying bombs of some sort. Their precise mechanisms were still a mystery but their intention was clear.” 

Here’s an excerpt from my book, “Forbidden” a historical romance from pre-medieval times in England.

“ The only hints of delicacy in the man were his dense, faintly curling eyelashes and the clean, curving line of his lips. The stranger was handsome in the way a warrior is handsome, the beauty of a storm rather than the beauty of a flower. Recent bruises, cuts, and scrapes mingled with the scars of other, older, battles. The marks served to enhance rather than to diminish his aura of male power.”

Shelley and John