I should get one of those lights, and I've thought so for many years. Just about the time I can't take it anymore, February ends and the sun comes out. This has been the grayest winter in recent memory. Living in the South, you'd think I wouldn't have a problem with getting enough light...I sat in the sun for hours on Tuesday...but maybe I do.

I have a history of depression (started with postpartum with my last child). I have been on and off anti-depressants since then, the last time being while my son was in Iraq. Today, I forced myself to go to the 8 am boot camp since I didn't get up in time for the 6 am and I almost cried all the way through it. So, I went straight to my doctor's office and they called me in some happy pills. Just admitting I need them again is tough.

One more week of February! Thanks for the encouragement!

Karen