Cabin Fever.

While perusing the facespace today, there was one word more ubiquitous than all others.  Cabin fever.  It's everywhere. It had been 3 days since I'd seen another person until about an hour ago when I rushed outside with sheer pathetic (my dad's words) desperation (Pa said this too) to talk to a lady walking her dog.  The dry air has led me to bust out some old home remedy my mom taught me of boiling hot water on the stove.  I spruced it up with some vanilla mint herbs.  I sense my mood lifting already.

In other news, this snow-licious condition has let me to abstain from neglecting my fitness.  In the past 72 hours at home, I've spent a collective 5 hours studying! I've procrastinated my study of A&P by using my poor lonely treadmill (which has been folded up for about 2 months now).  Good things are resulting from this inclement weather!  I hate to say it but this entire post is just another means of procrastination as my book is laying open in front of me, yet my computer screen does not show my notes in front of me. Weird right?

What's going to get me through this week as a recluse? Tim and I have a surf  day trip planned for next weekend.  I'm secretly hoping for snow on the beach. Let's hope for some sweet waves and action for me to post! For now...I'm back to posing as a scholar.