We're sleeping with the windows open, to keep our bedroom cooler than the rest of the house. The Frontier has rabbit brush, sage brush and grass. Three things to which I am highly allergic, which pollenate in the fall.
It has been a great reminder of one good thing about pregnancy - I had zero allergy or asthma issues, which is great since I couldn't take any of my normal meds (still can't, since I'm nursing, but that's another rant).
Even worse, however, the past three weekends in The Frontier have been C-R-U-M-M-Y. Snow, wind, rain and freezing temps.
Of course, our cold-weather clothes are still in the various boxes that haven't been unpacked. *sigh* I had forgotten how long winter is in this place and how dark, gray and gloomy it is when it really storms. The mountains seem to block every bit of light that might seep through the heavy cloud cover. It is during winter that the mountains make me feel closterphobic.
I turned to Himself a couple of days ago and said, "And now I remember the OTHER reason I left this place ..."
I hate winter.
I hate inversion.
I hate driving in snow.
Give me ridiculous people freaking out over forecasted snow, snow days and the wide open horizons of a Northern Virginia winter any day.
It's only October, and I already feel like hibernating ...
2 comments:
There's something truly endearing about grocery stores selling out of toilet paper and bread each time a forecaster (who is accurate at most 20% of the time) says, "We have a chance of snow tomorrow."
The past few days have been really nice and Fall-like!
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