Feeling Stuck
It is always mid to late February when the stir crazy bubbles up. I begin to wonder: What am I doing? Why are we still living here? How come everything feels so boring? So meaningless? I blame it mostly on the weather; sludgy on the outside...equally sludgy on the inside. I spend time blaming myself too; only boring people are bored. That's what they say, right? I travel to the land of I shoulds. Dr. Seuss talks about this land in Oh! The Places You'll Go. Remember that book your Aunt bought you for 8th grade graduation? To be honest, growing up, I never liked that book. What do you mean you'll get stuck in the dumps? In the land of waiting? I didn't get it. Life was pretty wide open and forward for my first 30 years. Now, with two young children of my own and a little Bungalow that I've called home for over seven years, I resonate with our quirky Seussian hero. I am familiar with slumps, bumps, and dumps. And I sure don't like living the