I need a vacation. As it turns out, I’ve run into a very solid weather-related wall. When the temps don’t rise above 10 degrees, I don’t go outside, not even to check the mail. Anything between 10 and 20 degrees is iffy. Above that, and I’m okay.
So yes, I should’ve known better than to move to northern Wisconsin. To be fair, I was thinking it wouldn’t be all that much different from the five years I lived in southwest Wisconsin, which had very few days with a high under 15, and only a handful with a high under 20.
I’m here now, though, and there’s no going back until the boys are all off to college and I won’t have to move them in school again. So I need a vacation. I’ve been lucky this year in that it’s been a relatively warm winter. Relatively. As in, I can leave the house about half the time. I’m a tad worried about upcoming years, when I might be shut in for months at a time. This is one reason Jason and I are discussing the possibility of me wintering in San Antonio. It would be extremely difficult for many reasons, but the price of my mental health might be worth it.
In any case, that’s not this year. This year, I just have to take advantage of those lovely days that get above 20, and relish in those glorious days that get above freezing! And, of course, take some time to get away. I’m scheduled to head to San Antonio soon. I’ll be there for two weeks, the end of Feb and early March, over my birthday and for the Run 4 Hope 5K that benefits the Rape Crisis Center there. I’ve done this 5K every year with a group of friends, traveling back from Boston a couple years ago to do it, and I plan to uphold that tradition. Now if only it didn’t look like San Antonio will have temps in the 80s during that time…talk about one extreme to the other…