The thugs are not gone. I saw 3, possibly 4, caravaning to their next terrorism destination. Michigan, Georgia, New Mexico plates all one after the other. I gave them the stink eye. Evil thugs.

It started snowing at around 7pm last night and I woke to 1-2 inches, enough to cover the lawn completely. Ugh. From sunny and 60F to 20F and snowing in 24hrs. I do not like March. Not at all. They just cleaned my street of all the salt residue on Monday, and then dropped more salt this morning. Sigh.

Yesterday while working I heard a lot of honking. Bird honking I should say. So I went over to the window and saw 4 lovely trumpeter swans circling the wetland. Had to grab the binoculars I keep on my desk for just this occasion. To hell with work when there are swans flying by haha! The highlight of my day, unless laundry is considered exciting. Not.

Another poor night of sleep. I'm having trouble falling asleep and am reading longer but I am also having trouble staying asleep once I do fall asleep. I think it is the GF bun or the veggie burgers, something digestive that is keeping me awake. And, last night my knee locked up again and the excruciating pain straightening it wakes me. And I started obsessing about work. And I was cold. I guess I have to turn on the electric blanket again. Just a crappy night.

I really really want to take a vacation but the planning of a vacation it is what is stopping me from doing so. I just want to put my money down and show up with the itinerary created already. I want to be near a large body of water. I hate traveling by air because I lose my freedom and spontaneity. And being cooped up with so many people over such a long period of time. But I've also made a stupid connection equating road trips with a diverticulitis attack because of what happened in July with the sepsis and all. That really leaves me between a rock and a hard place doesn't it? And traveling with honey is so frustrating because he walks soooo slowly and I don't get any exercise, and he is a HORRIBLE navigator when I ask him to use Google Maps, and he never comes up with any ideas, he just goes along, and when he's hungry he NEVER considers my dietary restrictions, like how many times have I told him that fast food restaurants don't serve anything I can eat?? So unless I plan something, I won't take a vacation and will take time off and sit around the house by myself instead, doing nothing but feeling sorry for myself.

I'm depressed.

March does that to me.