Don’t get me wrong. Love the snow… As the first flakes fall, I’m reaching for my running shoes and thrilling to the prospect of a “snow run”. I’m all for sledding and walks in the woods. Hot cocoa advances a level or two up my food pyramid, and chocolate consumption is always a good thing.
It’s just that… by February I’ve already done all that. More than a few times… February cold fronts generate in me the polite applause mustered for the mid-alphabet graduates crossing the stage to the diploma table. Winter has slid from invigorating to chilly to simply too cold. We’re past the initial excitement of “snow days” from school and simply intent on avoiding winter illnesses.
At first, it’s literal dreams. I swim, snorkel, run, and occasionally fly through my own version of some warm place I haven’t yet visited. I spent a couple of nights swimming off of Barcelona last month. Last week, I bobbed my way down a spectacular canyon river and then awoke just as I was gathering my kids to snorkel (geographically unlikely, but I’m an efficient dreamer).
Nighttime dreams then lead to daytime planning. And travel… I’m just thankful that my latest dreams haven’t included sock sorting. Yes, I get those mundane sorts of dreams too. They’re not nearly as refreshing but I find they can be just as motivating to jump starting the trip planning process!
Are you dreaming -or planning a warm weather escape?