Does the weather affect YOUR mood?
Today it was mostly grey outside, with intervals of gloomy drizzle, and I spent most of the day quite overwhelmed by everything I needed to do. I just couldn’t get myself motivated to give anything a reasonable effort. We’re currently preparing to move house. We’re also embarking on a major renovation project to reinstate an old Irish stone cottage, and also get a mobile home installed on site to live in whilst we work on the cottage. I have lists everywhere, I have lists of my lists. I have hurriedly scribbled notes, ‘don’t forgets’ and to-do lists on scraps of paper all around the place. I have the phone numbers of various building contractors hastily scribbled on even more scraps of paper. When my phone rings it’s like a snow globe of paper scraps as I try to work out which contractor is calling me before I answer the phone. On days like this, all these lists and all these scraps of paper feel like they are burying me alive.
However, just the other day, the sun was out and it was a beautiful, sharp winter’s day. After a good morning walk with the dogs, I was the epitome of a highly efficient working machine. The housework was done. All my lists were in order, my scraps of paper were sorted, and after the info contained upon them had been dealt with in a better manner they were consigned to the recycling bin. All was well in my world.
I have always said that I much prefer the winter to the summer. My main argument on this being that in the winter, if you’re cold, you can layer up and get warmer. However, if you’re too hot in the summer you have fewer options. But what I love most about the winter are sharp, white frosts and the excitement of (too infrequent) snow falls. I’m like a child at Christmas if there’s even a hint of snow on the local weather forecast, and then spend the next 24 hours checking to see if its started yet. All that aside, we’re about to move into what is effectively a tin box. I am wondering if we’re mad, but I keep telling myself that Spring is only around the corner, the days will start to get longer soon, and the temperatures will start to lift. I have a feeling this will become my new mantra this winter!
One aspect of our relocation that I’m really looking forward to is the host of hill trails to discover that will be pretty much on my doorstep. Not quite mountains, the highest summit is 455m, but there’s an upland ridge with 4 summits identified along it on my OSI map for the area. The nearest summit is less than 1½ kilometres (as the crow flies) from our cottage, and I can’t wait to be able to get up there and explore…all from my own front gate!
In the meantime, let’s hope the sun comes out again tomorrow, so I can have another productive day! So much to do, so little time. Yes, the weather most definitely affects my mood.