Small victories! I didn't leave at 4 o'clock like I wanted but I did get back out of the house before the sun went down and went for an extended walk for 30 minutes, pausing for a few minutes to look at some public sculpture. And I managed to soak in another 30 minutes of sunshine before the sunset, so that's a second victory for me. I'm glad I got something done today, even if it wasn't all I would have liked.

So. Today is Thursday, meaning I've squandered most of this week. (I was thinking that if I took my dry cleaning downtown one day, it would give me a reason to go back downtown the next day. I don't know if the place I was planning to go is open on Saturdays.)

I could still go to the library tonight but I don't see it happening. I'm really aware of my schlubbiness and unshowered status after my walk and I don't really feel like being in public much that way. (If I were honest with myself I'd realize I don't like the way I look even when I am showered [fat, and still pretty schlubby] but that's neither here nor there [nor very helpful in the grand scheme of things].)

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One of the problems with winter, of course, is that it's cold and it's a pain to go outside. I don't feel much like going back out into the cold after just being out in it (although I'm pretty warm after being so active).

The problem is you can't let yourself be trapped in by things like that or you'll never go out. I know because I often let myself get bogged down by trivial details - like weather. The cold has figured into a couple of days that I've decided to cancel; days I thought about getting some sun or some exercise by going for a walk but figured I would be miserable in the cold. In some ways I should always second guess myself because it's been uncommonly warm this January and I probably wouldn't mind going for a walk in 50-degrees.