Category: the Rant Board
i'm ready for spring. desperately sick of winter. The sun is on strike. It is not fulfilling its contractual obligations of at least one half day a week of shining.
I seem to be always cold. walking in the Constantly howling winds is a total drag. My asthma gets worse when I have to breathe the cold blowing air.
Living through three huge and several small snow storms is just too much for me. If I'd wanted to live in alaska i'd be moving there. When my coworkers from anchorage and fairbanks are begging me to direct some their way, it's time for the dam* white* shi* from he** to quit.
Shoveling snow used to be fun. Watching it fall ffluffily from a winter sky and turn the world in to a white glittering wonderland was once my dream of a sort of paradise. Then, this year when we had our first little giddy up in december of 19 inches i was happy. In january there were several little dumps and we got one of eight inches at the end of the month.
During this month, we were blessed with two actual blizzards. Friends who came from places like wyomin and winnepeg said they felt like they hadn't left home. The first gifting contained 32 and the next presented 26 inches. One occurred on the 5th and the second on the 10th. I was in my home from february 4 until february 14. Oh yes while those big storms were smothering us we had high winds. Huge icicles fell on our heads if we walked out without checking first.
Of the myriad sighted people with four wheel drives i know two, count 'em two, asked me if i needed anythuing from the store.
Thankj god i could work from home this past week or we'd have been in real trouble.
Now the world is covered with melting black dirty crap. The sky is gray and it drizzles a little each day. Come on. Enough already.
I know that many of us have more severe and significant areas of life with which to contend. Job losses, health issues, family feuds, and school smack downs are serious and depressing.
For this blind person walking through black sludge to a job I'm not thrilled with right now is just the pits. Oh yes and don't forget the car drivers who say "well, hon, at least it's not snow." 'xcuse me? if it were doing that unspeakable thing I'd be sitting at home teleworking to this country club us federal employees supposedly work at. Unlike this current scenario I'm living, I'd be drinking my good coffee and wearing my threadbear granny flannel gown and fuzzy slippers.
Waaa. Waaa. Booo. Yes, fictional hostess, I'll take the table by the dance floor at my pity party. Hopefully there will be a deejay here playing some good music so I can dance through the drear and dullness.
You forgot to mention the fact that the cold and lack of sun put people in a pissy mood. Well not all people. :)
well being in a pissy mood is a choice. If we act happy we have a better chance of being so. until today I've been a sweetheart and a ray of sunshine. When at 4:00 a.m. i got up to yet another day of drizzle and captain happy, the man I have been married too for almost 25 years, smilingly saying "It's a beautiful day rise and shine!" I lost it and told him to step back a few paces or my fist might have a totally accidental and unfortunately close encounter with his beer gut. margurpp I'll go back to that lovable fun and frolicsom female tomorrow. today just let me be the bitch god intended me to be.
Oh no...*runs away*
sometimes we all need to say fuck this wanking crap for at least one day.
Yeah that's true. I say it more than I should sometimes.
yeah i always say it.
and... i must be 1 of the few people that like winter.
time keeper,
until this year, i was a confirmed winter hater. then, i figured why diss one forth of my life. so until yesterday I tried to say something nice every day about it. My philosophy of life is that in any situation we can find the maximum fun potential. just lost it for one day. Today, i am back to my plan. let's see. All this wind and bblack ice made me burn up so many callories on the way in here. who ha. now i can get a piece of cheesecake for lunch.
oh yes, for those of you who have not decided to conform to the happy happy life style. in winter we have disgusting december, joyless january, fucked up february, and miserable march. For the perky pod people, it is delightful december joy filled january fabulous february and marvelous march.
Oh yes, I'm never gonna whine on the rant board again. I wanted a nice discussion about my fowl mood not people trying to talk me out of it. I'll keep my nastiness to myselfwhich is the proper place for it to reside anyway. Enjoy your day. R4emember the first day of climatic spring is March 1st, which is monday.
I'm not a huge fan of winter either. Cold weather just brings out my worst side sometimes, but mostly, it's all internal.
Wait...maximum joy of the wat...I don't understand these new words. Does, not, compute. beep boop beep bop boop buz'z'z'z'z'z'z
Lmao to the last post.