It's March. The 13th. I get thinking it's Spring, or should be.
But today, like yesterday, is dreary. No sun. No sky to praise for its blue color. Chilling winds. Spits of rain now and then. It makes a person weary.
It's especially difficult after the gorgeous weather we had last week. It was Spring. Not in actuality. Just something to get our hopes up.
Richard said today it's a good thing we're not all like the weather man. I said, "Yes, he's not accountable for anything."
"Yeah. What if it was like that when I install granite? 'Hey, that's not the color I wanted!' Oh, yes, well that's what came in. Sorry."
I know this weather is no one's fault. It's just that we get to longing for Spring. Don't you think?
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