I have to admit, this week’s topic had me stymied at first. Cabin Fever? What’s that?
Oh, I’m familiar with the concept. Theoretically. I know that some people get antsy when they’re forced to stay indoors for long periods of time. It’s just that (like a lot of writers, I suspect) I’m pretty comfortable staying inside.
I’m with Sheldon Cooper, of television’s The Big Bang Theory: “If outside is so good, why has man spent thousands of years perfecting inside?”
(BTW, isn’t Sheldon wonderful? I just love him. If you haven’t seen TBBT yet, I strongly urge you to give it a try, especially if you like laughing hysterically. Which, in case you hadn’t noticed, I do. But I digress…)
Anyway, the more I thought about it, the more I realized I do have “cabin fever.” In the same way I have book fever or chocolate fever:
I want a cabin!
I lust for a quiet writer’s retreat in the woods. A rustic cabin to call my own (though, of course, TG is welcome to come along and provide, um, diversion from my intense bouts of wrestling with my muse).
I’m thinking something like this would be nice:
Heck, even this would scratch the itch nicely:
Any one of them, really. I’m not all that picky about my cabins. As long as it’s not this rustic…
…I can be happy.
Someday, when TG retires, and my books have made a gazillion dollars (pardon me while I laugh hysterically at the notion…please excuse the unladylike guffaws), I’m going to satisfy my fevered lust for a writing cabin. Until then, a girl can dream.
So, do you get cabin fever?
Do you lust for a retreat to call your own? If so, what kind? A cabin, like me, or perhaps a beach house? Or maybe even an urban loft, with access to the excitement of the city?
What’s your dream getaway hideout?