It Must Be the Beginning of...W Because it...S.ed

It's only a couple of inches but, yuck, it snowed yesterday and has the nerve to still be on the ground.

Before you make a comment about how it is December and that Christmas is just over 3 weeks away let me say this: Shut. Up.

This past summer was lots of rain followed by humidity and I'm still feeling bitter about it. I didn't get to go swimming. There was way too much not doing anything, and I want a Do-Over.

On the plus side I started therapy a few weeks back and I'm feeling better about things in general and a couple of things specifically, so I've got that going for me.

I'm waiting for the next thing, I'm not sure what it is but I'll know it when I see it.

In other big news, I got my period for the first time in 8 months. The only thing I can think of that I did differently is that I hadn't worn tight pants in all that time. The other day, with my regular pants too big for me and no belts to hold them in place, I pulled on an old pair of too tight pants. Later that night, period.

So here's your update; Staying snow= bad; No summer=bad; Therapy=good!; Next thing= ?; and return of the period=urk.