Maybe it's not just my poor sleep bothering me. I don't like where we're living, and how I have to deal with neighbours dumping snow on our property, and then feel stranded and clausterphobic.
I want freedom to be able to use the roads that we pay taxes for. I'm just unhappy, I guess about not sharing the passion of being a skier or snowmobiler or snowboarder or skater.
Good thing is I get some activity, and it adds up to vitality.
I'd rather not use my emotion for silly confrontations with people who hide, and shovel thinking I'm too stupid to know they've dumped their snow on our property.
Maybe if snow fell in different colours on different lots it would be different.
I don't think my sleep was as nourishing as I'd hoped. But I sure had some deep nightmares, and that's on the road to dreaming and good sleep.
I wonder if anyone else fears the weather?