Got Eggs

I'm back. Got eggs. I noticed something. There's a real Goulburn Winter chill in the air tonight. It was all dark by 7.30pm - daylight savings has really finished. (Not that I noticed at the time - I walked around a full day in my usual solitary bubble not knowing...)

But that chill - every year I forget what it's like! Spring comes and then Summer and I forget - just clean forget - about the short, dark days. Frozen fingers. Naked trees. Frosted dead brown grass. Snowing somewhere. Just not here. Too much eating. Too tight jeans. Ugh! I remember now. A shudder of dread. Seasonal mood disorder, anyone? (I'm only half kidding!)

Time to rug up my pony before she evolves into some kind of long-haired Mongolian mountain goat. She's way too pretty for that.

Aching ears. Runny nose. How many months till Spring?

OK, I'm making a promise - hold me to it - gonna embrace the short, dark days. Stay inside. Sleep late. Eat what I like. Not feel guilty. Ignore the mirror. Ignore the scales. Do my homework. Do my reading (no, not the uni stuff - the literary stuff). Get my assignments in on time...

Gotta stop myself there 'cause I'm laughing out loud. Even as I write that I know full well I'll be out playing with my horse and finding something to do at the theatre every chance I get, Winter or not! Been planning to be a reclusive academic for decades. Never happens!

Sigh.