I swear it's the season. I get grumpy, cold, depressed, and morose through the winter months. In spring, summer, and fall, I'm outside and active whenever possible. But winter? It's not a great scene, and the old saggy armchair I like to sit in is the "I'm so alone, nobody cares about me, I'm such a loser" armchair. I'm predicting it now, by February I will post that here.