Hi all. Just checking in.
Friday. Day 12. Rocking a bit here.
I hate the cold weather and dark nights. I swear I have some Viking blood (parents are Scandinavian) and that just makes me want to drink, pillage and cause chaos all summer and then hide from the storms and drink all winter (and possibly grow a big beard, but my DH may draw the line at that). Pretty much sums me up really. I've entered what used to be known as my 'drunk hedgehog' phase- all hibernation, hairy legs and as many booze calories I can get my chubby little hands on, just to get through the winter.
I've got my paints out ready for watercolours by the fire. I tried to paint a bit yesterday, but what started as a summery wavy beach pic, turned into a tantrum and white knuckle gripping of the kitchen surfaces as I fought the urge to pour myself a first class drink of destruction juice.
I see some of you have been struggling too- yes, I totally agreed that the sudden whipping away of the sunshine, the doom and gloom in the papers, the cold and the fact that bills are rocketing and that Putin is going to blow up the world is totally pushing a few 'fuck it' buttons in my head.
So.
Deep breath. Taking my Viking hat off and going to Pinterest the crap out of hyyge. I'm going to embrace a sober winter. A holistic Halloween. A clean Christmas. A bender-free bonkfest?
God knows. All I know is right now I need to fill the whole in me that has been saturated by booze since I was about 14.
Sorry for the gloomy post.
I need a kick up the arse