I remembered what I dislike most about winter.

Sorry. Yes, in case you weren’t sure, it is in fact, now winter.  That snow never melted.

So as I was saying, dislike.

A severe lack of desire to do anything.

Now, I don’t necessarily think its seasonal affective disorder. Or at least I am not yet willing to entertain that notion.

I do think it is mostly laziness.

So, as a means to combat this and other related stresses, my wife and I are embarking on a new venture.

Tomorrow.

Ideally, this intention will brighten our moods, decrease our waist size and hopefully extend the length our lives.

I hope this time it sticks.

I’d like to feel better soon.