~Anyway...seems like it's done nothing but rain since we got home last week from our Florida winter. After 4 months of straight sunshine, I am finding this weather to be very depressing. Good for the grass and spring flowers, but bad for my disposition. 
~Funny how people are so different. I need fresh air...the windows open, the screen door slamming. I need sunshine, the smell of a freshly mowed lawn, the scent of lilacs or roses blooming. Being cooped up indoors greatly affects my mood. Although I truly love our home better than almost anything, I can only putter around in it for just so long. I can only change the furniture around just so many times. I can only switch the pillows on the sofa and alternate the white dishes and the mustard dishes on the open kitchen shelves a limited number of times! After a while, the whole experience becomes claustrophobic.
~It's on a dreary day like today that I find myself mulling around in Home Goods or the Christmas Tree Shop, buying things we don't need that will eventually end up in our already cluttered attic. I'll be baking something fattening for our already expanding waistlines. I'll sit too much in front of the TV, watching nonsense. I'm not good at being indoors.
~Hopefully, the extended forecast for a wet summer will turn out to be wrong. I want to be fussing around in our flower beds. I want to be showering in the sunshine in the outdoor shower. I want to be sitting on our porch in the late afternoon sun, at the end of a busy day, sipping a cold beer and watching people go to and fro on the street. Please, dear Lord...let it be so!
