Believe me when I say I’m not complaining, but I think I’m S.A.D…aka: down about the weather. It’s never happened to me before.

So far, everything about this New York winter has been exciting and new. Loved the snow! Ice was an interesting experience. I’ve even been into the bitter cold temps.

However this week the snow turned black…and so did my heart.

Why don’t you play the shrink for a second and I’ll explain what I think is going on. Here are the facts:

Back in Sac I had a home. The home had multiple rooms. I also had a car.

Here in New York I have a home. It has one room. No car.

I think it’s easy to see the problem. I now have considerably less space to feel trapped indoors for a season. Now that Mr. Winter and I are out of our “honeymoon” period I am getting irritated looking at the same four walls every night. Really I guess my beef is not so much with the weather, but with the city. I wonder if I lived in a house here if I would still feel so antsy?

OK, I’m being a little bit of a downer. Sorry. Don't want my “Seasonal Affective Disorder” to rub off on you. I think the best prescription is more snow. If anything can cheer me up it is seeing drivers’ futile efforts to dig out their cars. I can say that because, as I stated above, I have no car. Let me have my fun … I’ll be digging someday.