This morning, MyLove thought I’d crossed the thin line between winter depression and winter craziness. And who can blame him? I woke him up early this morning – the only day of the week he can sleep late! – brutally opened the curtains, jumped up and down on our bed and screaming: “Look, look, I think the sun is shining, let’s go outside, let’s….” and then MyLove threw a pillow at me.
I just went outside, had 15 minutes of pure sunshine at me and I feel a lot better. The battery is charged again, so to speak, with solar energy.
I know, that some people think I over react, but I really need (day or sun) light to function properly.
