Swing

It's finally getting warmer outside here where I live. It's been cold so far all winter. We've had it snow maybe two or three times (definitely less than five times) where we've had to shovel the driveway. But other than that, nothing. Just bitter cold wind most of the time.

Earlier we all had to go outside and help tidy up the yard a little bit. Pick up sticks that had fallen since the fall when they were last picked up, move logs to the rack that was finally built (after waiting maybe two years) and of course, watch the little ones.

I usually avoid going outside. In the winter, because it's cold. In the spring and fall, because it can be cold, and depending on the month there's a possibility of mosquitoes. In the summer, unless we've got bug spray that actually works for me (I've found one that doesn't make everywhere stink awfully, and still manages to keep the bugs away, since it seems like they love me...) I actually like going outside when it isn't really hot.

But mostly I'm just someone who enjoys being inside. Anyways, we were outside earlier. And since I didn't have to do much apart from make sure the little ones didn't make a disaster of some sort (easy enough now, because they'll listen if you tell them to stop whatever it is they're doing) I was sitting on one of the swings hanging from our ancient oak trees (that had been struck at least twice by lightning) I usually like sitting on the regular kind that just goes back and forth, like those on a swingset, and we do have one, but it's set way too low for any of us kids to use, and after a while it goes from side to side and nearly makes you crash into the tree. My dad and older brother need to fix that, but seeing as how it's been like that since last year and we've bugged them since then, I'm not sure how fast it'll get done.

So I was sitting on the other swing. Not sure what the proper name for it would be, but it's the kind where there's a single rope attaching to the middle of whatever you use (some family friends used a plank of wood, ours is some plastic disk-like thing) And I don't actually know if you can use it like the regular swings, because ours is close enough to the tree that we just kick off of the tree, spin around, and have fun like that. Probably damaging the tree, but at least I'm not nearly as destructive as my siblings are.

Anyways, I was sitting on the swing, listening to music. And I'm not sure if it's because I love swinging (always have, probably always will) or because I was actually getting a chance to breathe in fresh air, or just because I had a more or less decent excuse to not pay attention to my family, but I felt better after a little while. See, lately I haven't been feeling all that well emotionally. So that really helped. And while I can't really say that I'm happy, I think it's something close to it.

Actually, I'm not sure why this turned out so long. I only meant to say that it was getting warmer outside and that I feel a little better after spending some time outside. But that's what happens when I can't seem to get more than 5 or so hours of sleep at night. I start babbling and making random connections and depending on who I'm talking to and what I end up talking about, sometimes confusing people.

And I think I'm going to stop there, because otherwise I'm not sure if I will stop.