Suzanne, too funny, yes there is a purpose for subdued lighting!!! My dining room is always dusty but, we have a dimmer on the light switch in there, thankfully. We rarely use the dining room, it's a tiny room and it ends up serving as my sewing room when I have my machine out...in the middle of the table, and then of course the iron board is up in there too...oh, my, the house is truly a mess since I had my surgery.
I shouldn't complain, because Jen, your ex is even working my last nerve ending...laying on the couch, geez louise! My DP is great, she's not a tidier but she does the laundry, the grocery shopping, she vacuums...I tend to be the only one who ever straightens up the house or puts things back where they belong.
I'm sure that you ladies can relate to that endless cycle...sometimes it feels like I'm just running along behind DD and DP putting things away, or throwing out trash...junk mail, recyclables, and if, horrors, I'm sick or whatever, the assorted items, the "stuff", just piles up until I get to it...
Right about now we're nearly waist high in stuff...oy vay!
and Jessica, yes, do move in with Ellis...and Ellis, do sit in the basement with your plants, well, on second thought, even with the lights, that might be a tad bit depressing.
Den, glad that you got a new snuggling comforter and I don't want to sound like an *** but, exercise helps too...okay, okay, shut up Soozie. Some folks with SAD take antidepressants for part of the year, starting just before they know that they're going to start crashing and burning. Then they wean off once the sun is back up in the sky.
I don't think that I suffer from SAD...but, I do love the spring and summer and the fall can get me melancoly and the winter can seem eternal sometimes. I always try to focus on Winter Solstice...the shortest day of the year is December 21st and then we're cycling right back into longer days...so, instead of seeing the Winter as ending in March...I think of it as starting to end on December 21st...works for me anyway...
boy, I'm pretty verbose this weekend...

love, Soozie