Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Rainy Days & Mondays

This notorious Carpenters song has been circling in my head all day like a plane waiting for clearance to land. Even though Karen obviously didn't have EVERYTHING figured out...she definitely knew what she was talking about when she sang this song.

I'm not looking forward to the climatic changes that will occur in my part of the world in a few months. (Hey, it's Florida. Our kids sweat their booties off on Halloween night, even when they have smart, beautiful mommies who tirelessly hunt down a costume that breathes...which is next to impossible to find, by the way.) Over the past few years, I've learned the power of the weather over my psyche. It's stronger than Prozac.

On the bright side, I shine with optimism throughout the summer and spring. I'm energetic and yearn to be outdoors doing things completely out of my, plant flowers and weed. This year (and you may want to sit down for this one), I actually came close to asking my husband to teach me how to start the lawn mower. Yeah! Thank God I came to my senses! Whew!! I'm positive I would have lived to regret that one very quickly...

On the flip side, what a bummer a rainy day can be. What's even more depressing, I tend to carry this sort of depression through the fall and winter, as well. Last year, I started to come to some conclusions as to WHY my emotions seem to be so hypersensitive to weather....I'm lazy.

Really. I am.

The bottom line is, I can't stand having to work harder because of the weather. I do NOT like having to tote an umbrella. I despise wet feet and pant legs, not to mention frizzy hair. (The bane of my existence.) I cannot stand having to dawn jackets, hats, gloves, and skarves just to step outside. I don't like real shoes...or socks...or, for that matter, TIGHTS. I also do not enjoy having to add layer upon layer of clothing to a body that really needs to shed a layer or two to begin with.

But alas, I have not yet taken up permanent residence in my own castle in the sky. I "get it" that I can't have my lovely summer soul year round...nor can I enjoy that elusive money tree that continually evades my capture. So, for now, I'll suck it up and cover up.

Until, that is, I move to Bali.

1 comment:

  1. Girl, I'm right there with you. I had to wear two layers today-- thumbs DOWN. Let me know when a house next to yours in Bali opens up! :)


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