It lasts generally around the end of January until end of April. I can’t stand this time of year. With the holidays gone and all the reason to celebrate gone, I search endlessly for ways to celebrate something. So I end up doing silly things like buying all those Little Debbie heart-shaped cakes that come out for Valentine’s Day and eating through the box even though it tastes like a spoonful of sugar and flavor extract. Between January and April I usually go to craft stores and Ikea and buy everything pastel and I eat my way up the scale until May hits and I can go play outside in the sun again and I wonder what I was thinking during those past few months that had me sitting on the couch unmotivated and not excited by anything.
For the moment what’s got me is the short-term crappiness that is out-weighing the long-term goals. I am pretty sure I’m the oldest one in my class and likely the only full-time employed person. And my what was at first a charming little apartment has turned into a thin-walled trap were my bird of paradise was tossed out by the landlord and my upstairs night-shift neighbor is a trashy sex-fiend (it’s a combination of hearing her or her dog who usually barks during it. someone needs to rescue that dog and my ceiling from being ruined with swiffer marks.) So I pay $925 a month for a place that lacks adequate seating to have a place to store stuff in between sitting on ex-boy’s couch. So no one better complain that I’m not going back to Louisiana anytime soon to visit because it has been almost 2 years that I’ve lived by myself and I don’t have a chair, my bed is also my couch made of foam, and my landlord cuts my heat off between 8am-5pm and 10pm-6am (is that even legal?) By June. I will have a frigging chair. (just a note that I said the same thing last year but then decided to go back to school. Alas, no chair and all of Spring ’08 has been dedicated to finding a way to pay for school. but i need a chair!)
Wishing I could fast forward to Easter.