I don’t like winter. Actually, I spent a long time complaining to Jeff about the cold and gray weather, it’s quite miserable to me.
Unfortunately for me, we have cold gray weather for a month or so every year, and every year I get the blues. I won’t go so far as to call it depressed, but I’m certainly not happy about it.
Recognize when you’re getting the blues
For me it’s always mid-January it starts. Winter has well and truly set in, there is no Christmas decorations to distract me from the cold, and it’s gray. Did I mention the gray weather? It’s horrible.
And the kids are cooped up, everyone is snipping at each other and we are tired of being in the house together.
Whenever I notice a propensity to cry for the silliest of reasons or to just want to curl up and do nothing that’s when I need to do something.
What causes the blues in you? How can you realize it’s’ happening to you? I don’t always realize it early enough to stop a full on mopey Ticia, but sometimes I do.
Take steps to defeat the winter blues
What can cheer you up? My list isn’t going to be the same as yours. Here are some of my ways to defeat winter blues:
- work on a sewing project, it always cheers me up to create something
- sweep my kitchen, for some reason having a clean floor, is cheerful (generic cleaning does not work)
- reading a comfort book, is a book I’ve read dozens of times, and I know my favorite parts
- a hot bath, or a warm fire
- a short walk, getting my blood flowing can really help
- reading my Bible, sometimes I just need a reminder of how much God loves me
Some things that don’t defeat the winter blues for me
Some things I think will work to defeat the winter blues, but they actually make it worse. This may not be the case for you, but stop and think if you are making the problem worse.
- mindlessly surfing the internet. I’ve caught myself clicking between email, Facebook, and Pinterest in an endless cycle that depresses me further
- cleaning bathrooms, I don’t like to do so in the best of times, when I’m feeling down it’s even worse. The same goes for dishes and laundry.
Actually, it’s mainly the things that seem to never end that I find horrid to do. Horrid. If it seems like I’ve actually accomplished something then it cheers me up.