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Spring Awakening
My favorite kind of air is fresh. What, yours too? Shocking.
So you can see how I was really loving last week’s 50 degree days. A little reprieve from playing bear these past four months.
Yes, we always get a little spring tease in the middle of the chill, but there were nearly FOUR consecutive days of heavenly weather that had me half-convinced it would play nice until August.
It was especially heavenly because my windows were open, which makes breathing more about pleasure than subsistence. And breathing, in addition to being essential, typically increases my productivity here at the office, so, you know, Good All Around.
But now, apparently, we’re back in purgatory, where the air smells like a hundred year old heating system.
And the only comfort I can find is that this year Eric is on board with the whole time for summer campaign I always start in February.
Where usually he would be staunchly in favor of six more weeks of winter, the absence of good winter weather (by which I mean snowball-grade snow) has him pining for shorts and sandals just as much as I am.
(Okay, probably not sandals.)
Hey Weather, I have a ten spot in my pocket that’s yours for another round of spring.