the sun! it burns! it burns!

i've developed a rather distressing tendency of late not to leave my house. ever. granted, it's winter. it's not like i'm going to be hanging out on the patio at the gate in the attendant sub-zero temperatures (though today was surprisingly balmy), but i rather fear it's getting excessive. yesterday, i did not set foot into the outside world. not a single fingertip. that's the third time i've done that in a week.

i worry that, now that i work from home, this is going to become a pattern--great for my carefully cultivated deathly pallor (i am now officially the WHITEST person ever, almost alarmingly so), probably not such a hot idea for my general sanity. being more or less solar powered and all.

but this is a new year, a new year of a kinder, gentler, less stressed shiv; so, i'm trying to focus on the bright side: i'm always home to sign for deliveries. lunch is less expensive. i get to listen to the radio as loudly as i like (AND i have full dominion over it). i can work in my pajamas. i save like crazy on commuting (or lack thereof). i don't have to get up at 5am if i want to run. i can dash to the post office when the lines are manageable. i'm home at a time of day that dom and i are both actually awake when we speak on the phone. reduced chance of skin cancer. better color retention in my hair.

so, you know. nailing that silver lining et al. silver, to match my highly reflective, quasi-albino skin.