"Rain and clouds, go away.
Come again some other day.
Or I am going to slit my wrists or put my head in the oven or
Possibly take an entire bottle of whatever meds I have leftover in
The nightstand drawer if this shitty weather keeps up much longer."
--children's rhyme of unknown origin...sorta
But seriously, this relentless grey drizzle and damp has got to GO. Don't get me wrong: I am thrilled down to my usually numb toes that we are not snowy and frozen here in NE Ohio. We have been very fortunate, especially this weekend. Lots of the USA got a nasty ice storm and some pretty substantial inches of the white stuff. At one point, Canada was intent upon sending us a clipper packing some very frigid temps, and a high of only 13 was forecast for midweek around here. But for once, the front tracked a wee bit differently, and we were spared. Now we will attain the lofty peaks of about 27. (So far! Forecasting near yet-unfrozen Lake Erie remains a challenge that far in advance.) But this neverending cloud cover and fog and drizzle and damp and intermittent showering is reaching panic-inducing status.
I mean, it's like it has seeped into my very soul! I can't remember the last time I saw sunlight. I feel housebound. There are only so many things one can do on the weekend to try and shake the feeling of heaviness and sameness. I've cleaned out the fridge, organized the pantry, done laundry, gone over the wardrobe, boldly surveyed the sock situation (no, I'm not throwing out the singletons! not yet! there is still hope; I know it!). We've gone to the mall, the warehouse club, the grocery store. I've made soups, casseroles, cakes from scratch. Jared and I even had a serious debate on the merits of owning a panda as a pet--which involved Googling. How sad is that? And we purposefully enlisted Rick and Sam. Who, just for the record, agreed with me that owning a panda would be desirable, given the proper environment. Jared, on the opposing side, is an idiot, obviously. By the way, he also vetoed owning a koala. Clearly, he is just crabby.
Also, naming a panda would definitely be easier if you did not try to name it something Chinese. Stick with a basic English/American name. I like naming animals with people names, preferably something literary. But I digress. Really, the point of this post is not pandas. Not that pandas wouldn't make an utterly delightful post topic. Just not now. But they are completely charming.
Basically, the weather here sucks and I don't know how much longer I can take it. I need to go someplace where there is sunshine and, preferably, warmth. By warmth, I mean at least 70 degrees. Fahrenheit. I would like a trustworthy Dept. of Nance reader to invite me over for a while if your town fits that description. And soon. Because the forecast for the next 5 days here is more of the same.
Sorry, that is typical weather here every winter, all winter.
ReplyDeleteI hear ya! Down my way it has been temps in the 20's and ice storms! We can't even leave the house. Cabin fever is reaching a high pitch. Only good thing is that it forces me to get a bit organized. There is somehow never a surplus on that kind of time. :-)
ReplyDeleteplain jane and ortizzle--Somehow, you are just not making me feel better. For the life of me, I can't understand why we have to put up with this. Certainly there are lots of places that don't have icky winters and do just fine. If we all move there in some mass, human-tectonic shift, what would happen?
ReplyDeleteNance: If we all moved to that nice warm climate... global warming would probably get us! In the meantime: watch movies of people on warm beaches. I'm not kidding you, it's so cold here I can barely watch the weather reports of people standing by frozen freeways, it makes me even colder.
ReplyDeleteDo you feel better now with a little snow, sun and blue skies? The mudpit that pretends to be my driveway has frozen over. I couldn't be happier!
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