The winter, with heavy skies, dark nights, short cold foggy days, what could be better? Everything! Yep, it starts with the leaves (not turning color) falling off the trees, the cool-cold breezes. Makes me want to snuggle up in the idea of, “Yes, now I get to wear my sweaters.” That cozy thought doesn’t last too long before Thanksgiving is over and the dark colors settle not only into the environment, but also into my mind. It’s December, again.
December is not the good-ole Father Knows Best days as we (or I) fantasize about having. Nothing is sweet about December. It’s the End … of the Year. The lights aren’t bright enough, I’m tired, there’s no one calling us to do the right things. Maybe I need to up my meds. I can’t see my therapist, she already has a “Don’t come near me” sign on her door for two weeks. No matter how early you go to bed, I’m still tired in the morning. Thank God my current job as a caring hair colorist I can do instinctively. My other company, Style Like A Pro, is new, I have to step into new arenas everyday. How daunting, when you’re tired and you guessed it, DEPRESSED. I know, I can’t be the only woman out there feeling this way.
I’ve been told that taking Vitamin D, like 1000 milligrams help. Keeping busy, I’m already tired from being too hectic at work, how much busier can I be. Forget yoga, my main source of exercise. I’m too busy!
Now that it is January 7th, 2008. Ahh, the world didn’t end, I still get out of bed, work and do my yoga. What happened? It’s 4:30 p.m., I can barely see my keyboard and I am typing my story. Why the change? Holiday anticipation came with November, but by Thanksgiving it turned to holiday expectation/dread. Then by January and noting that the world didn’t come to an end, I feel better.
No, I need to try Vitamin D. Yes, I started doing yoga, again, my old friend. It’s over, December is OVER. The answer … In October outline what I need in the month of December, so that my expectations are kept real. Outline down time, yoga/how often, just all the things that make ME purr. It’s as simple as that!
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