I SOOOOOO want to go to an outdoor antique show and buy a doll case full of Barbies, clothes, accessories and numerous other pieces of junk. I SOOOOO want to dump the contents on the living room floor and paw through them, look for shoes and hair items to complete outfits, discover a variation of an outfit I already own, and get a different doll for whom I can dress in the perfect ensemble just for her. Doesn't matter which decade the stuff is from. I can do 60s, 70s, 80s and 90s.
I get this way every February. It's called cabin fever and seasonal affective disorder. In 2014, it's also exhaustion at dealing with the worst winter in Cincinnati since 1978. How many minutes til spring?
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