Damn it, where is spring?
The last two days I have been soaking up the goodness that is 43 degree weather. (This might be a good time to mention that it has rarely slipped below 40 degrees here in the garden state throughout this winter.) BUT before there were no tiny purple flowers poking up through the earth, nor was I motivated enough to walk my kid to school, or rake the dead heavy leaves from our yard.
I’m ready now.
Ready for spring and summer and sweat. For wavy un-done hair and sunshine on my baby boys face, and blow up pools that kill the very life of the specs of grass we have.
BUT SNOW NO! The snow is coming today and tomorrow and so help me God I have slipped into the ugly world of S.A.D. You’ll recall my disorder?
Damn it where is spring? In the words of Tamar Braxton I am overit.com (I apologize for the grammar mistakes in this post, I’m too S.A.D )
