Yup, sadly for me, I only seem to function properly when there is daylight - preferably sunshine but at least a glimmer of daylight is needed for me to actually get my act together. Yesterday, which was a gloriously sunny day, I had boundless energy and got oodles of things done - including some serious Hoovering of the house (the only downside of sunshine is it has the unfortunate ability to show up my shocking lack of housework!)
Today in contrast has been grey, grey, grey - even the weather forecaster last night had to admit that it would barely be daylight today, and he was oh so right. Consequently, after a fairly busy morning in the High Street I lost all energy by 3.30 pm (in my defence, it was practically dark by then) and retreated to bed for a couple of hours. Now I'm feeling all agitated and annoyed with myself for having wasted time sleeping when I could have been doing something useful.
Is it me or is this November even duller, darker and more depressing than usual? Even my lightbox doesn't seem to be helping. But at least it's not cold so that's a big bonus, as well as being a metaphorical two fingers up to the energy companies and their humungous price rises. It would be marvellous if it stayed mild all winter and they lost oodles of money due to lack of gas and electricity usage.
If you are solar powered, I must be lunar powered...or a vampire? My engine does not seem to really get in gear until around 6:00 pm. That is about when I started vacuuming the entire house last night. Luckily no one else was home but me.
Oh well. At least both of our floors are clean! :)
Posted by: kathleen | 11/14/2011 at 11:41 PM
I think you are a Kapha in Aurvedic terms. Worth having a bit of a read-up. It could offer some tips to get through the winter months.
As for having a wee nap during the afternoon- go for it, I say.
My plan is to write myself an epitaph and then do everything I can do live up to it. It will certainly not be saying " She was one of God's favourite vacuum cleaners"!
Which reminds me: did you ever hear the story by Alan Bennett about a Lancashire stone mason who was asked to write " She was Thine" on some woman
s gravestone only to make just one mistake and it became " E she was thin"!!!
Cheers me up everytime I think of it.
Posted by: Maureen | 11/15/2011 at 06:45 AM
I know the feeling, I get so down in the winter and with dad being ill I need to get him settled before I can contemplate a winter escape. x
Posted by: Vix | 11/15/2011 at 03:37 PM