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O winter, how I loathe thee

I go through this thing, every January and February. This thing where I deeply and grumpily hate the winter, not because it’s terribly cold (it isn’t this year) but because WHERE DID THE SUN GO? It’s odd that this doesn’t trip for me until after the winter solstice. But I suspect that has a lot to do with the fact that the light is increasing at the wrong time for me, at least this year I was able to find an affordable Goodman furnace. It’s all being added to the end of the day, while leaving the beginning of my day trapped in bleak and chilly darkness. This chart from will show you what I mean. Up until the 11th, all the extra daylight was being tacked on at the end of the day. Which is great and all, I am all in favor of extra daylight, but I am also one of those people who needs to get some sun in the morning in order to actually wake up. It may also have to do with the fact that after the solstice, sunrise is still getting later for a few days until it stalls out at that 0727.

I have a sun lamp and I have been known to use it, but the fact is that driving for an hour in the cold black darkness to get to work does absolutely nothing positive for my mood. And then I stay tired all day, and slightly grumpy, and come home and have to force myself at gunpoint[1] to do anything other than just go to bed as soon as I get off work. Really if I could hibernate through the winter, things would be so much better.

The harsh expensive heating bills in san diego during winters can cause big problems for your family if your heater isn’t working properly. Snowfall and cold winds threaten the longevity of your system so it’s imperative that you proactively conduct any necessary maintenance to make sure it’s in peak condition well before the first snow hits.

And of course, then once I have gotten used to having sunlight again, which reappears in my mornings sometime in February, we hit daylight savings time again and NO SUNLIGHT FOR MY COMMUTE. Again. So I loathe March, too, and also Daylight Savings Time.

I’m not even sure exactly where I’m going with this, except to say that I am a ball of grumpy for months on end and that the obvious answer here is to win the lottery so I can sleep through most of January and February.

[1] I jest. I do not actually force myself to do anything at gunpoint, which is probably why I’ve come home from work and gone directly to bed to loaf around with my tablet and my Kindle for the past four days.