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Is it Springtime yet?

I’ve already grown weary of winter. Winter months are hard, and those who know me already know I’m not a fan of anything difficult.

If you’re still reading this, you’re probably aware that this will be a rant post. Hey, we all need one now and then. With that said, I’ll proceed to touch on a few of the reasons why I abhor hate dislike the season.

  • All the extra required clothing, resulting in more laundry. Additionally, more clothes give the illusion of more pounds. Hate.
  • I must wear socks. I hate socks. More importantly, my feet hate socks. And any accompanying enclosed shoes.
  • Staying up longer at night to make sure that last log is in fact extinguished results in Bon getting less sleep. This is not a good thing.
  • Everything looks bare naked and dead. That’s because it is. For several months.
  • My car is happy in cool weather – but hates freezing temperatures. It’s not unusual for my key locks and/or door jams to freeze, resulting in me being late for work.
  • Lotion up. Now, lotion up once more. Wait, we’re not done here – dammit the lotion bottle’s empty again.
  • Dear Sun, how I adore thee. But alas, our time together seems to have been cut in half. I am pale. I mean like Edward Cullen pale. The forecast calls for even more pale.

When torrential rain gets thrown into the mix (over three-inches-expected-in-one-day torrential) it turns from aggravating to disastrous. Like when you let your puppy out to poo and he decides to find a hidden spot in the yard to dig while in said torrential rain.

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Yep, I’ll be late for work again. 

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