I feel like I'm hibernating through the winter... after a summer spent outdoors, I've locked myself up in the house, I've sealed the windows in plastic, weatherproofed doorways and filled my fireplace with candles - and i ain't leaving until spring....
I can see how people become hermits.... it's a vicious cycle - the less you leave your house, the less you *want* to leave your house.
people wanted us to come over to watch "the game" on Sunday - the thought of it made me shudder.... first off, I don't 'get' football (american football that is) and I don't like it at all; secondly, the people in question, while super sweet, are just a bit boring... the thought of venturing out in the cold to spend a few hours watching something I don't want to watch was making me unhappy.... I gently hinted to mr. lost (by way of yelling out "I'm not going anywhere!" at regular intervals from under the covers) that maybe he should go alone...
so when they never called us up on Sunday to reconfirm, I was mucho relieved... back under the covers I went with my hot water bottle...
i've got a tv in the bedroom now, you see, and so I spent a lovely weekend in and around my bed, getting up only to eat, do loads of laundry (which I then piled back on the bed for folding - god forbid i venture into any other room of the house) and hours upon hours of tv... from the time I got home on Friday after work until I left to go back to work on Monday, I only ventured outside once, to get some food.... i wonder how much longer I'd stay there if pesky work hadn't've interrupted.....
mr. lost popped in and out only to find that I hadn't moved in many hours.... it started to get mildly embarrassing but by then, I was too lazy to care what anyone thought....

no amount of motivation can get me up and running again - literally - I haven't run in about 3 months now.... I keep telling myself that I have to start on the treadmill again to be ready to go once it gets warm out but the treadmill stands idle in my living room.... i don't even have it trying to guilt me as I sit on the couch, since I've moved my tv watching operation into the bedroom.... out of sight, out of mind....
I reactivated my gym membership one night, over the phone of course (I didn't actually *go* there to do it...) in the hopes that it would motivate me to go, but so far, i am a no show... how can I go to the gym when there's so much crap to watch on tv?
and I sit at work - dreaming of my lovely bed....
ah the laziness....
I've just learned that we're getting an additional benefit at work here - we can opt to work at home a small number of days per year.... I'll be able to go to work in my pajamas - fantastic....

january...
I'm sure that this too, shall pass.... I think when the sun comes out, like a groundhog, I shall emerge from my little den, squinting - stretch and begin to live among people once again... hopefully... :)