this is my traditional time of year for cabin fever...
maybe the biggest issue is that i have apparently lost my sense of adventure. i used to go everywhere by myself. i even enjoyed it. all i needed was a book, and lots of good music, and i didn't mind being on my own. in fact, i have always been a little solitary by nature. but in the last 10 years, i seem to have forgotten how to go by myself. and my husband is a worker by nature. he loves to be home, working. working on the porch, working on the fence, working on the car. he isn't the best at spontaneously jumping in the car and heading away for day. and i hate to ask him all the time.
so, until i get braver, or he gets ready for a break, or i find something else to distract me, i have pictures of my past adventures to get me by. i have lots and lots of pictures. and i can plan for my future trips and adventures when i will come home with lots and lots more.
Labels: adventure, learning to go on my own, solitary confinement





