Spring used to be my favorite season. The days are longer, warmer and sunnier. Farmers markets are open again. Sweaters replace coats and I get to wear jeans with tank tops and flip flops. Life is good.
But this spring has been rough. Frigid snow in March, cold rain in April, the “pollen tsunami” in May … Mother Nature can be one moody bitch (it takes one to know one). So much so that I may have to reevaluate my love of this season. Here are six reasons why I may break up with spring …
- Fickle weather: It’s hot. It’s cold. It’s raining. It’s snowing! Do I put away the winter coats or not? Should I wear my rain boots or sandals? Do I really need a blanket for the morning game, but sunscreen for the afternoon one? For a “just in case” planner like me, these weather mood swings are both stressful and annoying.
- Pollen: Spring = allergy season and during this time of year, the Tarr family single-handedly keeps both Kleenex and Claritin in business. Maybe I should buy stock to reap the benefits.
- Gardening: I like to think that I “garden,” but really all I do is pull weeds. Lots of them. Every week. It sucks.
- Crazy spring sports schedules: In our house, March Madness is followed by April Anarchy and May Mayhem. Thank goodness for carpools!
- School event overload: ‘Tis the season for field trips, music concerts, book fairs, science fairs, field days and class parties. How am I supposed to get anything done when I’m in school as much as the kids?
- Nosy neighbors: Okay, this isn’t really their fault. Open window season means my swearing and yelling is now audible to the neighbors. I need to get that under control … Or close the windows.
So do my watery, itchy eyes and embarrassing window moments outweigh my love of farmers markets and flip flops? Am I really ready to give up on spring? Today is a beautiful, sunny spring day and it reminds of why I love this season. No, I’m not ready to break up with spring just yet … Until I walk out the door on my way to the elementary school concert and start sneezing again as I spy all the weeds in the walkway that popped up overnight. S***! Maybe I should reconsider.