Winter is here again

Last weekend we went to the mountains at this ski and spa resort. Don’t worry, I still don’t know how to ski and I doubt I’ll be learning very soon, since my significant other couldn’t care less about that activity, either. We did a little bit of the spa bit, though not the completely over the roof overpriced treatments, just the swimming pool, sauna and the jacuzzi: “This is boring!”, someone said about the latter. Haha!

There was some snow, the first one we’d seen this year and it made us pretty excited. We had a hike with all the clothes we’d brought on and still it was a bit too chilly. On Saturday we had a couple of drinks in the library bar and dinner at the restaurant downstairs, dressed for the occasion. 😉 They only served buffet and it seldom tends to be very exciting, but it wasn’t bad, either.

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A Sunday Well-Spent

Saturday it snowed all day, it was grey and gloomy and a perfect day for baking. I and Sam didn’t do that much, we made some cinnamon rolls and then snuggled up indoors. But I’d promised him a walk in the woods on Sunday and, to our luck, the weather proved amazing just for that! I’d thought about going around lake Songsvann, just the two of us, since F was working all weekend, but then I remembered Gordana lives by another lake- Nøklevann- and there’s both forest and a cafĂŠ and all that, so why not ask her if she wants to join?  When I called her she was baking bread, so I said we’d be there around the time the bread is ready to be taken out of the oven. 😉 _mg_0284 Continue reading

Cinnamon Rolls

Listening to Summertime by Ella Fitzgerald when snowing outside says it all. Just had coffee with my friend Merete and while watching the snow flakes fall, she blurted out: “Oh, I’m going skying! Yey!”. And while probably feeling the same tingle of  magic, my reaction was totally different: “Yey, I’m baking cinnamon buns”! 😉 Haha!

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Midweek Already

Sending happy thoughts and hoping for spring! 😉 This week has been good to me and I’m hoping for a fabulous weekend to top it! 😉 So far I’ve had lunch with Gordana in one of my favourite restaurants- Taste of China, that recently moved to new and beautiful premises by the Oslo City Council-, I got my Sammy back yesterday and we’ve cuddled lots and now I’m making some yummy couscous with marinated chicken just to celebrate I’m alive and still very much in love with my guy. 😉

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Advice against Seasonal Depression

As I’ve often mentioned in my posts, I suffer from chronic depression. It’s not the “worsest” kind, meaning I’ve never been sectioned, I’ve never not gotten out of bed and I’m pretty well-functioning when on medication (which I sometimes forget to take, but for which I’m otherwise grateful as hell). Nevertheless, I have a condition I have to take into account in my daily life as it often makes me tired, have little patience for things and people I don’t care for too much, renders me short tempered and often struggling to give a f*. haha!

On top of my regular and manageable depression, I have this seasonal depression. Or my already existing depression gets worse in winter. Which wouldn’t be such a problem if winter wasn’t never-ending in Norway. It’s no secret I don’t like winter- It’s cold and dark, I don’t ski and I don’t enjoy  being outside too much, as I easily freeze and I’m very vain, so I never put on enough clothes. haha! Consequently, pretty much everything I do in winter is because I have to. I have to walk Sammy, I have to get out of the house, otherwise I know I’ll get crazy, I have to buy groceries, I have to go to work. But every once in a while, the sun comes out and life is so much easier. It’s not a question of “have to anymore”, but of “want to”. So I’ve made a little list with things that aid me see the world in prettier colours, also on a grey winter’s day, hoping you’ll find it helpful, too:

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Sunday blues

I woke up early-ish, happy to have the place for myself for an hour or so, made some coffee and moved around barefoot in my black silk gown, getting a glimpse of the sun from different corners of the large windows. I read the paper, I had some coffee, the world was a good place to be.depression_02foronline

Then I took Sam out for a walk, he’d started some serious howling and followed me around into the kitchen, to the bathroom, opened the door with his snout and howled some more. Ok, okey. “Let’s go out”, I said. I didn’t check the weather and I put on too little clothes (what’s new?!) and consequently froze half to death which turned me into a terrible grinch.

I’ve been feeling like crap since 10:30am and I can’t even begin to fathom why. I feel I should be putting a bit more effort into this “enjoying” winter, but all I ever feel like is drinking cocoa and staying inside. Today I should vacuum and wash the floors and bake and read and this and that, but instead I grrr. I’m not even sad, I’m just grr.

Outside it’s sunny and I and Sam were supposed to go ice-skating on a frozen lake with our friend Gordana and her girls and I let them all down without a real reason, other than I just don’t feel like it. I’m having a hard time accepting my moods, I’m worse now than back when I was a teenager, at least no one ever expected a teenager to be reliable, but a 36 years old should.

Maybe I’ll go out for a coffee, maybe I’ll have a nap. Only crap on Netflix and the book I’m reading is so sad, I feel like slapping the girl for not falling for a better guy than that one.

Vast fields of nothingness are sweeping over me, I feel tired without having done a thing and broken without ever having functioned. My mind is a marsh and I’m trying not to fall into it. Nothing seems alluring at all.

I´ll put on another load of laundry. At least I’ll have clean clothes when I decide to leave the house.

xxx, Alina

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Awaiting a real winter or maybe spring, I find it hard to tell the days apart and all I feel like is sleep under the covers. Work has been scarce up until now, but by next week I’ll be back on track and that’ll at least take my mind off the winter blues. I could pack a suitcase and run away with my love to Cuba, where a fellow blogger just spent what seem to have been glorious days.Skjermbilde 2017-01-13 09.08.13.png

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