Warning! Pity Party about to commence...
I've been cooped up in the house most of the week and the friggin weather prevented me from backpacking this weekend. I can't believe how dependent I've become on getting out on the trails, and notice a huge difference in my mood when I miss a weekend. Right now I'd say I'm fairly miserable and man oh man do I miss the feel of natural ground under my feet! The best anti-depressant in the world is the great outdoors and boy do I need a dose.
To make matters worse, Russell is about to start classes again and we both dread the loss of free time we'll have to sacrifice as a result. Not only that, but the heavy workload and stressful deadlines he'll be burdened with make him miserable and zero fun to be around. I share his pain believe me...it's hard work being the supportive spouse and I'm paying my dues too. Master's programs are a bitch and that's all there is to it.
*Sigh* My heart feels like it weighs a ton...I wish I was on the trail now.