The Winter Blues

I see the sun twice a week. Saturday afternoons and Monday mornings. (Driving to work doesn't count. I'm always in the car and in a hurry, so all I notice about it is that it is in my eyes.) I need sun time. It's driving me crazy. So here's my schedule:

Monday

Wake 9AM

run errands in the AM since things are actually open

Anatomy 4-6

do homework

Work 1030 PM-7AM

Tuesday

Wake 5PM

Work 630PM-7AM

Wednesday

Wake 2PM

Anatomy 4-6

Work 630PM-7Am

Thursday

Wake 5PM

Work 630PM-3AM

Friday

Wake 9AM

Work 1030AM-11PM

Saturday

Wake 7AM

English Comp. 8AM-Noon

Laundry, run more errands, clean apartment (or nap:)

Sunday

Wake 9AM

Work 1030AM-11PM

Then it starts all over again.

I'm tired. I'm crabby. I'm cold. I need a day in the sun, damn it!

Going to Lori's last week was awesome. I needed to get away after six weeks of monotony. Unfortunately, when I got back, my contentment-o-meter is way out of whack. I know that what I am doing is good. I am actually working towards good things; I am paying off debts and keeping up with the game (not to be confused with staying ahead :), and working towards a degree. This idea is great, and they are both things I sincerely want to accomplish! It seems that there are some times, though, that the idea, the goal, gets lost in a fog of fatigue, selfish desires, and the Starbucks it takes to get me through it all. Lately, the fog has been all-consuming. So here I am, whining. Online even! The funny thing is, about the time I whine about it, I start to regain focus. Maybe it's just an "admitting you have a problem is the first step to a cure" scenario. I sure hope so. I am not a big fan of the winter blues. I think tomorrow I will buy some of those natural light-light bulbs. I'll let you know if they help!