It happened today. It didn’t bother me. And when I realized, I had a moment of silence.
I got used to the fog.
Really? Is this what it has come to? I guess it’s a good thing because I wasn’t very miserable and that’s a plus, but being used to the fog and not having it bother me was weird. There was no weird feeling driving in it. None. It has been just over a week with fog everyday, so I should be ok but it was weird.
When I’m waiting outside of my husband’s office, I always feel like I’m in a horror movie and someone is going to emerge from the shadows with a machete and hack me to death. Yes, that is what I associate fog with.
Ideally, I’d be getting ready to go somewhere sunny for a few days and come back feeling refreshed. But that’s not happening, so I guess mentally, my brain realizes that this is my life now, and I’m no longer in Barbados, so get used to it. Or, simply I’ve been driving and being in fog for more than 24hrs that I’ve just adjusted. I like to take the former explanation please!
Anyway, the fog should lift by Tuesday (tomorrow) and then it’s back to rain (yay!). “Back to normal” and cold… I will make the most of this week, I have a few things planned that I will not let the rain and cold put a damper on. This is my year and I will not let a lot of things get to me
because some things will get to me.