Cabin Fever is a Real Thing
Estimated reading time: 3 minutes
Even in suburbia. Boredom leads me to questionable choices.
That’s the issue. I haven’t run away since the end of December when husband, bro, and sis-in-law took off for a weekend in Washington, D.C.
This is too long for me to be stationary.
Especially because it’s winter and I’m still hibernating despite a slight respite of the cold and a brief rise to fifty degrees this week.
Especially because I work from home and thank goodness we painted my office and it’s utterly wonderful in here. Thank goodness again since I hit the keyboard on my Mac by 6:00 each weekday to write fiction and blogs before turning the work pc on. I’m in this room a lot.
I haven’t been with friends enough—I love winter hibernation. Nor have I made an effort to keep up with my business networking.
Boredom. I think I Have It.
That’s a dangerous place for RM to be.
Trust me.
It’s time for a trip.* Where? How long? A day somewhere? A weekend? Is it time to get husband to run away for a whole week? What can I do to change my perspective and get Rose to stop being a dull girl?
Could get chancy around here very soon.
The last weekend I was this bored, I built Burt & Muggins a dune buggy and Alex built them a toboggan. These critters have as many toys as a six-month-old child (and don’t tell them, but they’re … not … real. At least I don’t think so.)
Bohemian Me
I should have been a permanent traveler. When I graduated from college with a degree I never used and hated, I told my father: I think I will buy a Winnebago. (They were a big thing in the late 70s; now I’d opt for an Airstream…oh, yeah, we were going to go look at them so we can dream about our retirement purchase. Maybe that will help my boredom factor! Oh, Husband!)
I shoulda’ listened to my intuition. As many times as I packed up and moved (Getting By With a Little Help From My Friends), it sure would have been more practical, cost less money and oh yeah, kept those friends from whining about how many books I owned.
Always listen to the inner voice!
So, it’s Friday. It’s the weekend. I’m on hiatus from the novel while I contemplate the synopsis I drafted and the query that Anita Mumm is currently reviewing.
What to do, what to do.
Needing something to look forward to.
What do you do when you need to beat away the winter blues and boredom?
*Husband caught onto my state of mind and planned a trip to my beloved Cinque Terre, Italy. Jackie and I were there seven years ago and that’s too long to be away.
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Read: Killing winter doldrums
I start doing nice things for myself, foot soaks, massages, long, hot baths, extra lotion….but I am sooooo over this winter. I think it will get better once we all can get outside. Oooo or you could get a dog and take it for long walks, and if you get not a puppy, it will be great for relaxing with you when the weather is bad! 🙂
All those things sound great, Dawn. I can’t wait to get outside and play in the spring dirt–weeding, planting…it’s all so appealing. I did rearrange my office just a bit and that helped give me a new view.
I want a puppy, I want a puppy….
Wow, you had a lot of hair when we went to Italy!
I sure did! It’s a different look this time, courtesy of Dawn!
What time are we leaving? My bags are packed!
Early flight. Be here or be square.
Dearest Niece: I am the anomaly of the family. I do not truly like to travel. It may be that I am content that I lack the wanderlust but no one in my family really longs to get away. I think a lot of it is the fact that our parents were not travelers. Oh we took trips to NY & Massachusetts to see family but that was it. Now I only yearn for Montana or a beach somewhere. Love to you,
Aunt Patti, Montana is awaiting your arrival!
Being content is a very good way to be. I don’t knock that at all. I’m a little crazy, you know. I’m glad to hear that MT and the beach are both still on your go-to list. Dad always wanted to travel, but mom was pretty good at being home. Isn’t it wonderful how people are all different?
I have been needing to run away for awhile! If only Evan would bring me my Shasta camper!
That’s it! Evan needs to get a move on it! You could bring that camper here…
My dearest cuz,
I am afflicted with a similar “congenital anomaly” . I have a getaway coming up soon, but I, too, long to wander! Get me outta here!
With love.
So glad to hear you have this trait also, Mindi! I hope your getaway is wonderfully rejuvenating and calms down that anomaly for a bit!