Who else has this problem?
When the end of the ski season approaches, as it is doing now, I tend to look forward to it! Not that I don't want to ski, but I look forward to the increased time I have to do things that I have put off, or to just sit back and relax for a minute. I also look forward to the activities that I love but have neglected during the ski season.
I love to ski (obviously) to the point where I tend to put everything off that I can get away with so that I can spend more time in the mountains. I'm a very busy person year round. I'm on two boards and a committee, I run my own business, I play in the local symphony, and I have a swing band that has regular rehearsals and gigs. Somewhere in there I get in about 50 days, more or less, skiing per year.
I feel like a junkie that is loosing his connection and has to go cold turkey; both panicked and relieved. Amazingly, though, by the time the next season comes around I'm often not that pumped to ski again, until I hit the slopes for the first time and then the addiction is reinstated on the first run.
So, anyway, I'm feeling a bit of relief along with the pain of ending another season. Am I still a good person?