It's 37 degrees today in NYC and I already can't imagine how I'm going to make it through the next four months of limited outside activity. Kids are barely in school, we're going to be sitting here for all the holidays and weekends, there is nothing to look forward to, teenager is depressed + getting fat, DH and I are totally sick of each other and our 1000 square foot apartment with four people inside it ALL THE TIME.
I remember in April when all summer camps and plans got cancelled and it seemed devastating. Now that seems positively quaint.
HELP. Not sure I can do this.