Friday, December 21, 2018

Tis the season again

I have some pagan friends and relatives for whom the winter solstice is a big deal. But for me it’s unofficially Seasonal Affective Disorder Day. True, the solstice means we’ve turned the corner on the shorting daylight thing, but for us SAD sufferers it’s rock bottom time, not a celebration. Today’s overcast makes it worse. The cruel trick of SAD is that it makes me want to spend what little daylight there is sleeping, leaving me awake to curse the increased darkness.

The up side is I’m not in one of the bleak frozen regions. I’m not in central Saskatchewan like I was in 1971 and 1972. The desert temperatures are mild and the usual high winds haven’t shown up yet. It’s still my least favorite time of year, though.

I’m tired. I’m going to take a nap.


  1. On this solstice we eat good food with friends and celebrate tomorrow being a longer day.

  2. It's gloomy in Tucson, as well. It lightens up a little, then the clouds thicken up again. Gloomy.

  3. Tis the season for naps. At least 20 minutes but not more than 45 minutes works best for me.

    Linda Sand