Over, and over, and overheard:
"It's dark when I get up."
"It's dark when I get home."
"I hate this time of year."
Usually I'm right there in the midst of the teeth gnashing and hair pulling over these short days.
Usually?
Always.
The Solution:
If you use the sunset as the sign it's time to leave work, well, this time of year is pretty darn sweet. Hello nightfall! I believe it is time for me to bid adieu to this stack of papers. Hooray for darkness!
Did I mention it's also an excuse for latkes? Do excuse me while I skipper off to fry up some potatoes. MMmmmmmm. Winter.
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