What are you waiting for?

If you take a look at the trees in this photo, you can probably guess one thing I'm waiting for: springtime.

We're stuck in what seems like an endless winter in NYC right now--to the point where it seems like we may have a kind of collective seasonal affective disorder. We're trapped in winter coats. We're bored with our cold-weather wardrobes. We're teased by a Daylight Saving Time that gives us an extra hour of sunshine, only it really just feels like a little additional time to be cold when we're outside walking to the store or heading back home from the subway.

My patience is growing thin. And I am FREEZING, ya'll. I need buds on trees! Birds chirping! Skirts on girls! Open windows and grills starting to glow!

I'm so ready. For lots of things, really. But for now, I'd just take a day with a thermometer that's hit 74 degrees, my giant black coat left at home in the closet, and cute shoes that show off an even cuter new pedicure.

So what are you waiting for?