talking about the weather

Even if I didn't get too little sleep, when the weather's miserable I never want to get out of bed. Because everything out there is less cozy and warm! It's probably bad for my will power to uh, do other stuff, being cat divorced, because I have to hang out on my bed instead of a separate sofa. But it is definitely easier to get warm enough. (It's the warmest room in the house.)

It's supposedly -9 C right now (the weather station isn't close enough so it's usually off by a few degrees), which is to say, 16 F. There's been a biting wind for the last week or so though. Too cold not to wear a skirt again. And worse, gray and dismal again. At least we had some sun last week.

Speaking of seasonal affective issues, sort of?, I'm down to a little more than 75 mg in tapering off of venlafaxine. No striking side effects, though I've been going very gradually. Also there are a few headaches, but I get those sometimes, so they can't necessarily be attributed to it.