Winter Blahs

I have them in overdrive right now.  Waking up below 0 every day is putting me in a bad mood every day.  It’s stupid, I know, there is no point in being pissy just because it’s been in the negative for what feels like a year now but I’m tired of it.  Tuesday night I went to see the movie Fools Gold with a friend.  The movie took place in Key West so I’m assuming that’s where it was filmed.  None-the-less, the blue water, warm sun and tanned bodies made me even more sick of winter than I already am.  (the movie itself was alright, pretty good comedy and Matthew McConaughey).  Then the kicker came.  Yesterday morning I was walking to the truck to leave for work and my feet slipped right out from under me on the new snow.  I landed on my right hip and felt every bone/muscle/tendon move on impact and was instantly mad and hurt.  Then I started crying, like crying so hard that the tears wouldn’t even fall.  After a couple of minutes all was fine and I felt better.  Sometimes you just need a good cry to wash out the system.  However, the dreams of waking up to above 0 degree temps have not left and wanting to escape anywhere warm is growing more and more everyday.  *sigh*