When you can't concentrate

It's winter here.  Normally I'm not here.  Normally I miss the winter, while I languish by a pool or wander through the Disney parks or take a road trip, all in the warm sunshine.  But this year I'm here. In the winter. And this year I've caught a cold.  With a cough. A hacking cough that has kept me awake for three nights straight.  I'm getting dizzy and not a little confused on occasion. So I've been comparing winter here with winter there. 

Here 

There

Here

There

Here

There

Here is family. There is a bunch of friends.  Here is noise and chaos and jobs to be done.  There is calm and order and laziness.  

Can someone remind me again why we didn't go back after Christmas??

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It's cold and damp.  Must be January. 

Christmas was lovely.