Counting Down to the End of January

I've never been all that fond of January, or winter, for that matter. But this year it seems more like an  endurance test than usual (mostly due to still owning the other house, which makes every snowstorm feel a bit more complicated than it would otherwise be). The temperatures,  the snowstorms ... really I just feel like hibernating, and instead I'm trying to force myself out of the house and back into the stream of coffees and playdates and kids' activities. Meanwhile, my writing mojo is recovering, but very slowly.