Enough Aready

I have been in a bit of a funque lately, and since I possess a nimble ability to self diagnose my depressions, I have been doing some thinking. I think it is the weather, it has been a very wet, cold, and gray winter here. Just yesterday we had partly cloudy skies and 68 degrees. It felt like spring and for the first time all week I was actually smiling on my way to work. The commute was almost fun on the dry, clean roads with moderate traffic. By quitting time however, it was raining heavily and traffic was hopelessly snarled. A quick glance at the long range forecast is not very encouraging either. We are expecting a chance of snow each day through Sunday and very cold overnight temps. Oh and more clouds.
Winters back is nearly broken though, this late in the season it is rare to see any large, accumulating snow storms. Historically, we need to be on the lookout for an ice storm, but mostly winter is in it's death throes by mid March. It appears that winter is clinging on this year.
I do not think I can stand another slog to work in the cold dark muck.
It is no wonder people move to warmer climates when they get older, when they have money and time on their hands. We may tease the senior citizens for fleeing the cold but more and more I can see their point.

I need this winter season to be done. I need sunshine and warm air, I need longer hours of daylight. It will come, just as sure as all the years before, but my cold and wet tolerance threshold is very, very low.

In about three months you can read how I hate the midwestern heat and humidity.