Okay. I’m sorry to do this to you, everyone...but I need to go on a little bit of a rant. Now, don’t get me wrong: I understand that these are first world problems. I do. But all the same, I need to let loose the pressure valve for just a second and get some of this off my chest. (And maybe, just maybe, some of you feel the same way.)
I. AM. OVER. THIS. WEATHER.
Technically speaking, Spring entered into our lives nearly a month ago. With Spring comes some of my favorite things: Flowers blooming, grass growing, birds chirping. I might sound like a crazy person when I tell you how much I look forward to the first time I open my windows wide on a Spring day and do some deep Spring cleaning. I look forward to the later sunsets, I adore the soft sun rises. I get borderline giddy when I think about uncovering the grill for the first time and tending to the sizzling meat while I wear a heavy sweatshirt because it is still a little bit too chilly to be grilling. I just love the first signs of Spring and all of the small victories that come with it.
...unfortunately, it would appear that Mother Nature is trying to rob me of my joy.
The weather hasn’t just been consistently bad. I could almost deal with consistently bad weather better than what we’ve been dealing with. Mother Nature has been totally temperamental. We’ve been bombarded with some of the most odd weather patterns I’ve ever seen. One day we’ll get a glorious 80 degree day only to inexplicably be smacked with frost on our windows the next morning. On my first day of Spring cleaning, I opened the windows and let the beautiful brisk breeze waft into the house, only to have a rainstorm smack us while we took our dog for a walk. I came back to wet floors in every room. I washed my car on lovely sunny Saturday only to have a major windstorm come through on Sunday and cover it in green pollen from every tree in the neighborhood.
So please, Mother Nature, I’m begging: Get it together. Every day you blast us with your erratic temper tantrums of meteorological madness, you bring me one step closer to utter insanity. I really need you to decide what season you are going to be. If you need some time to get your act together, I understand, but for all of our sakes, I hope you get your stuff figured out by Summer!
Till next time!