Christmas was fun. The cold weather is not. I may never be completely satisfied with the temperatures. Either too hot or too cold. In the winter, I find myself pining for the spring. And in the dead of summer, I cannot wait for the fall. Maybe I should relocate to somewhere with a moderate climate.
This week I went to the doctor for the first time since Jan 2001. Whatever I caught just won't go away (and apparently still isn't). It was interesting trying to think back to the last time I had gone to the doc, but I distinctly remember being sick that year. I missed the first week of spring semester, freshman year at USC because of it. I slept and slept in my top bunk in dorm while friends brought me OJ and chicken noodle soup, and finally convinced me to go to doc. I could barely walk outside because the cold air hurt to breathe. Luckily, I got better within the week, but I still remember missing my first geology field trip because of it.
Ready for a new year to begin. And not a new decade. We're still in this decade for one more year, contrary to the news hype about it ending. Right? I have a feeling I've had this discussion before.