I was getting really tired of the cold. I love winter, but I love real winter, i.e. with snow. Not necessarily lots of it, but some and on a regular basis. This year winter seemed to be snowless and endless, and it seemed really unfair. All the cold and no fun. Winter jackets in April were starting to annoy me, and I began craving change, any change.
Well, be careful what you wish for. While all I was hoping for was maybe a new pair of shoes and purse to boot, life proved to be a little more creative. Two weeks ago we decided to move (AGAIN, might I add), and it seemed like I would be changing jobs. Last week was VERY full of excitement: we saw an apartment we really liked (and it was only the second one we looked at), and I had a job interview that went really well (and I wasn't even looking for a new job). My adrenaline was pumping, life seemed beautiful and exciting.
And then I crashed: the apartment we loved was taken by someone else; my column in our department newsletter was rejected; after the initial excitement wore off, the new job opportunity that seemed so good didn't look this way any more; and Pesach cleaning began. To top it all off, I went clothes shopping... I don't know why I did this to myself, since this is a sure recipe for depression, and I was already not in the greatest spirits. Long story short, lots of changes and changing (in the dressing room) = depressed SubWife.
As I was lying in bed this early Tuesday morning, exhausted, but unable to fall asleep, thoughts buzzing in my head keeping me awake, I slightly cracked the window open. And then...almost everything changed! I smelled spring in the air, and heard birds chirping, and felt much, much better. After all, the apartment that we have is not THAT bad, and the job that I have is pretty good, and Pesach cleaning will get done like it always does. Change is good, but if it doesn't happen, life is still good! And Spring is finally here!
I took a deep cleansing breath, filling my lungs to the fullest with warm, flower-scented spring air, and felt completely rejuvenated.
And then I started sneezing, and sneezing, and sneezing... Yep, spring is here...
Well, be careful what you wish for. While all I was hoping for was maybe a new pair of shoes and purse to boot, life proved to be a little more creative. Two weeks ago we decided to move (AGAIN, might I add), and it seemed like I would be changing jobs. Last week was VERY full of excitement: we saw an apartment we really liked (and it was only the second one we looked at), and I had a job interview that went really well (and I wasn't even looking for a new job). My adrenaline was pumping, life seemed beautiful and exciting.
And then I crashed: the apartment we loved was taken by someone else; my column in our department newsletter was rejected; after the initial excitement wore off, the new job opportunity that seemed so good didn't look this way any more; and Pesach cleaning began. To top it all off, I went clothes shopping... I don't know why I did this to myself, since this is a sure recipe for depression, and I was already not in the greatest spirits. Long story short, lots of changes and changing (in the dressing room) = depressed SubWife.
As I was lying in bed this early Tuesday morning, exhausted, but unable to fall asleep, thoughts buzzing in my head keeping me awake, I slightly cracked the window open. And then...almost everything changed! I smelled spring in the air, and heard birds chirping, and felt much, much better. After all, the apartment that we have is not THAT bad, and the job that I have is pretty good, and Pesach cleaning will get done like it always does. Change is good, but if it doesn't happen, life is still good! And Spring is finally here!
I took a deep cleansing breath, filling my lungs to the fullest with warm, flower-scented spring air, and felt completely rejuvenated.
And then I started sneezing, and sneezing, and sneezing... Yep, spring is here...
LOL! You are slowly approaching my level of cynicism:)
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