furbabies should we have a giant tree crash across the bed.
But really...It's May 8 and it should be spring! We only have 4 seasons and it's time for a new one! Past time, if you ask me. Last week found me moaning and groaning about the gray and rainy days. Unmotivated and sluggish, I complained and commiserated with anyone who would participate. And I bored the hell out of myself.
As Michiganders we seem to be bonded in our struggle to deal with our unpredictable condition. It is our true commonality and we are strongly attached to the way in which our weather can sometimes control our lives. Survivors of crazy weather is one thing we have going for us and I think it has made us all adaptable creatures.
So instead of complaining, I am going to try to live in the moment and NOT wish I was back chillin' with my little tribe of mermaids in the pool where it's 80 and sunny every day.
What fun is that?
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