Winter blues. Got stuck in the driveway yesterday coming home from work. Sort of sucked a lot. Last year I got stuck and it was such a horrid experience that I'm still not completely over it. Not so much with this particular instance.
We woke up this morning and the porch was covered in black ice, so of course John fell. Cause that's what he do. Banged himself up pretty good. Then I get to work and the parking lot is like a frickin' skating rink.
All of this sends me scurrying over to Tripadvisor. Planning warm dream vacations.
Been thinking about going back to school and finishing up my BA. What the hell am I waiting on? All this soul-searching has led me to one dull conclusion. I'm hopelessly lazy.