We had two absolutely beautiful days over the weekend. One of the days I actually sweat a little bit! The week before that also had two beautiful days in it! I actually wore shorts long enough to realize that I need to buy new shorts!
The other ten days in the past two weeks have caused my emotions to react as if under a pressure cooker. Disbelief begun the weekend of a snowstorm on our second anniversary has developed into impatience and annoyance, then seething disdain paired with soul sucking despair, and hit their peak yesterday when it started snowing as I sat in class. Yesterday. May 17th. Almost June.
In case you have yet to notice, my house plants are like pets to me. I left home and it was around 50 degrees, expecting that it would warm up after a thunderstorm and the humidity would do my little Phil Junior some good.
The last Phil died when left outside during an unexpected snowstorm.
I cut my school plans short to race home and get Phil Jr. out of the cold. I'm relieved to report that he was still alive.
Late winter weather: you threaten my pets, you die.
No comments:
Post a Comment