Looking at the Positive

I am one of those people that is affected by the weather.  I dread the onset of winter every year by spending every possible day of fall outside.  When spring comes, I am sublimely happy and upbeat at the promise of nice weather and sun.  I am constantly outside and often have trouble sitting still and studying indoors, as my mind often wanders to the trails I could be riding.

Here in Pullman, we've had a few false-starts at spring.  Every time I think the weather is going to finally make the commitment, I am disappointed.  This morning, I awoke to 6 inches of snow.  Snow always puts me in a foul mood, but snow at the end of March makes me indescribably frustrated and sour.  Last night while driving through Pullman while big, wet, sloppy snowflakes splashed my windshield, I genuinely felt like throwing a no-holds-barred temper tantrum.  This really is not fair--some kind of cruel joke.

However, being a naturally optimistic person, I try to look at the positives.  I have three exams next week.  If the weather was nice, I would be less motivated to spend hours in my windowless basement study room learning about pigs.  

If the weather was nice, I would probably not be catching up on housecleaning and laundry.  I would continue to ignore them by just going outside.

If the weather was nice, I probably would have spent all day yesterday in the sun, and would be suffering from sunburn that would be really itchy and uncomfortable right now.

If the weather was nice, I would probably be on extra antihistamines to battle my allergies and would be really sleepy and groggy all the time.

If the weather was nice, Jasper and I would probably go on a nice, leisurely stroll through the "neighborhood" admiring the pretty spring flowers and deeply breathing the delicious spring air.  When we got back to the barn, I would probably lay in the sun-warmed green grass gazing at the clouds while Jasper ate his fill and then napped nearby.

Oh, phooey.