Weather Grump

I’m in a weathery grump – I think the neurotic seasonal patterns we are having here in Nashville have finally gotten to me. Two days ago – a summery 75 degrees. Today – a super chilly 40 something with biting winds that make you want to shiver. Bleh.

It makes me certain that I am ready for consistancy in all forms. I am starting to understand those old people that wear the same clothes everyday and complain in a restaurant when they don’t get the same waitress who knows exactly how they like everything. I’m starting to feel great sympathy toward that notion of living. There is something comforting in predictability.

The me of five years ago would be balking with great disapproval if I had heard myself say these things but, ah well, we live and we get cozy with things. I like things how I like things and I know what makes me happy – I fail to see the harm in that anymore.