For around about a week now I’ve been feeling increasingly flat, kind of sad, and almost depressed. The only way I can describe it is in very old-fashioned terms. If I was in a Jane Austen novel old ladies would have been tsking sadly about me and whispering to each other that my "spirits were much depressed".

Literally 10 minutes ago (because since my secretarial days my typing has decreased to a snail’s pace), I found out why: It’s been overcast, raining or just plain miserable weather for probably about a week, maybe more. The sun just came out and seeing real bright sunshine again was such a shock that I just stared out the front door for around a minute. Then my mood started to lift, I went outside for a bit, then all around the house opening blinds up wider, and it’s the weirdest thing but my heart feels lighter or something cheesy like that.

I had idly thought that maybe the weather was getting me down a little, but hadn’t put much credence to it. I guess that having lived in Brisbane my whole life with so much sunlight even in winter, that I haven’t been in a situation where I’ve had to go without it for long at all. Let’s face it, our last few years in Brisbane the occurrence of rain was a shock, the sky would go months without even threatening to rain, the term "without a cloud in the sky" was usually met with a groan and "oh again?". I suppose nothing in my life so far could have warned me that persistently overcast skies would really have affected me this much. Guess I should rule out living in England after all!

You know, I think I’m going to embrace the Canberran lifestyle and go outside wearing my tracksuit and to hell with makeup! I have to take advantage of this sunlight before it goes away again. Who knows when it might be back?!

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