1. Yesterday I saw The Wolf of Wall Street. Verdict? SKIP IT. Way, way, way too long. Did anyone else see it? Agree/disagree? I love Leo as much if not more than the next gal, but I just wasn’t that into it. What was the point? Don’t launder money and do drugs? I’ve already learned that lesson…
2. Someone and I went to a little Valentine celebration on Saturday — music, chocolate, and wine. It was a concert of a group of women opera singers who blew the roof off a little church in Alexandria singing famous love songs and arias. In between each set of songs we got to try a different wine and chocolate pairing. It was pretty adorable and I can’t believe I have a boyfriend so totally awesome that I barely had to convince him to join me. (Just kidding, honey! To protect your manly man-ness I’ll tell everyone you were dragged kicking and screaming.)
3. I have seasonal affective disorder, BIG TIME. I usually get a little depressed in winter, but the double whammy of “unemployment” (in quotes, since it lasts for only two more weeks) and a snowier-than-usual, colder-than-usual, more-miserable-than-usual winter has made it difficult to get out of bed a few times. Enter light box!
I got a NatureBright SunTouch Plus Light and Ion Therapy Lamp from Amazon and have been using it for at least 30 minutes every morning. I wake up, pull out the box, and check e-mail and drink coffee and read my book by the light of the (fake) sun. I know not everyone has that kind of time to spare with their new best friend, but I would recommend putting make-up on or doing your hair near the light. Eating breakfast by the light would also do just fine. If I worked at a desk, I would keep it at the office.
It’s only been a few days, and I’ve already noticed a difference in my mood and in my attitude. I wake up more quickly and leave that groggy-and-sad phase about 3 hours earlier than I normally would. And when it is time for me to start night shifts, I know this little box will be a key player in helping me adjust to the circadian-rhythm disaster that is the night shift.
4. This Valentine’s Day is my first with a date in years and years….and not just a date, but a date with Someone. We have plans on Thursday evening that seem to be doomed by the next big fat winter storm that has its eyes on the Eastern Seaboard. We’ve been trying to go to the restaurant at which we have rezzies for months, so it’s only fitting that it get put off even further!
5. Two more weeks of freedom. $164 later (for three pairs of scrubs) and I’m rethinking this whole “soooo nice to wear PJs to work!” thing.