Coming Out of a Dark Fog?

I've been struggling with a bit of the winter blues recently. I'm only now feeling enough better to be able to blog about it. I guess I feel like I shouldn't use my blog as a place to host a pity party, so sometimes I don't say what I would actually like to say. I don't like it when others play the "poor me" card, so I shouldn't do it either.

Anyway, I've felt kind of down for 6-8 weeks. Yesterday I went back through my private journals and discovered a list of about 6-7 "things" that have contributed to my dark feelings. None of them was that big of a deal by itself, but I think their effects were cumulative. I've also known myself to be sensitive to sunlight--I probably have a case of SAD. Clinical depression is probably too strong of a phrase to describe how I've been feeling, but maybe "mild depression" isn't.

If you are a person who believes in prayer, and if you think about me, pray for my attitude to improve. I do believe the problem is my attitude, not the "things" in and of themselves. In other words, I don't want to excuse/blame my sadness on circumstances because God does not promise us a pain-free life, yet He asks us to rejoice always.

I Know I'm Poor...

...but the mail I've been getting recently is starting to give me a complex. First, somebody in Texas thinks I need a new car:



And if that weren't enough, apparently somebody else in Texas thinks my toilets don't meet regulation either (and I'm just wondering how they found that out?).



Interestingly enough, one of us has been mumbling that we should think about a new car, and the other of us as been pushing for a complete remodel of our bathrooms. But, alas, I shan't hold my breath waiting for either thing to happen.

Which reminds me, I don't think I mentioned that we did get a new replacement window put in over Christmas. One down, 10 to go.