I’m struggling at the moment. Struggling with life, the weather and not being able to get out and do my daily walks or even use taking photos as an excuse to get outside. And when I’m not getting out for my walk, I get grumpy. I get very grumpy. I don’t do well closed in for days at a time or, in this case, because the damn weather is so damn cold, weeks at a time.

It’s really getting to me and we’re only coming up to the end of January. I’ve got the whole month of February to get through. And even with scheduled appointments I have to go to: the doctor, the nurse for blood tests, the dentist for my check up, and any runs out for groceries etc., it’s not the same. Not the same as wandering here and there, in my neighbourhood, taking photos of things that interest me. Or even going further afield in the city, and wandering around one of the many parks I love to visit.

I want to be out. And I want to be out like, now!

Am I going stir crazy? You bet I am. But going out, in this weather, entails wearing at least 4 layers of clothing. Which, let me tell you, is not conducive to going for a walk feeling like the Stay Puff Man from Ghostbusters.

Throw in the fact any exposed skin at MINUS 27+ will get frostbite pretty quickly and that, dear reader, is no fun.

So what’s a girl to do?

Stare out the window a while longer and pray to Mother Nature to pull her finger out of her, well, you know where, and give us a break. Pretty please with cream on top.

Thanks, Love Alex

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