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What is it about the weeks after Christmas that fills me with such lethargy? Perhaps I overindulged? Perhaps it is the knowledge that winter’s grip is really in its infancy and we have several more weeks of bitter winds and bracing frigid temperatures yet to endure.

It’s only the 9th of January after all. Time to count my blessings once again, to acknowledge the warm house I live in and food on my plate. What is it about the cold that makes me turn into a whining, complaining ass? (Mostly I talk to myself about all that I dislike about winter, so don’t worry. I won’t go into my litany of complaints here.)

I hope and pray to get through yet another winter with some semblance of sanity and grace. I have been told, though don’t take this as a fact – it isn’t – that human beings also have within our DNA a left-over metabolic mechanism that causes us to be sleepier in winter and with a tendency to do much less than usual – not unlike hibernating bears, but not, of course, to the same extent. Well, that makes sense to me. Short, cold days make me want to curl up with a good book and wait for Spring. Maybe I am part bear, but I hope I don’t go about growling too much!


13 thoughts on “Wanting to Hibernate

  1. We lived in Pittsburgh for about ten years. (Moved there from the Florida Keys, so it was a MAJOR adjustment) What I found was that I was FINE with crappy, cold weather before Christmas, but once the tree came down everything tolerance for lousy weather was zero..I felt like I was stranded in Siberia, the house was too dark, too cold, too dreary-and at any given moment I’d have about 6-8 housebound kids (ours and others) caged inside with me..yeah, not gonna lie, I could be a bear.

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      1. It sounds frigid. We took our dog for a walk about 4 hours nose just stopped running..HAHA–it’s probably in the upper 30s.. (we are wimps)


      2. It is very frigid at times, but it only lasts a day or two so we survive. I don’t think you’re wimps – we become acclimated to our environment. I grew up in Newfoundland and our family moved to Ontario where I lived for over 20 years and could never get used to the heat and humidity in the summer. I still don’t like it all these years later. I guess I’m used to cooler temps – or it’s in my DNA or something.


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