Well lookie there, we are almost at 200 days of this “new normal.” Blech.
I went clothes shopping in the new normal last night. Which consisted of me buying four pairs of jeans, taking them over to my friend’s house, which is closer to the store, trying them all on, and returning the other three to the store. Someone please tell me how this makes sense.
It has made for some quiet weekends and busy work weeks. I did have a great little day trip over to the island with a few girlfriends on the last weekend of summer. The boat ride was incredible, the weather was perfect, and we had fun poking around in shops and laughing so hard we cried. We even saw porpoises from the boat! Girlfriends are the best.
Then the weather turned to fall with a vengeance. High winds and heavy rain for several days. Fun. It did clear out the smoke though! In the last couple of days the smoke has closed in again, but not to the same degree. There’s hope that it will go away starting tomorrow. It irritates my eyes and my throat…
I’m definitely not ready for winter. With everything being so messed up this year, it feels like we shouldn’t even have to count it! We should get to skip winter and start in the spring! It seems like a good idea to me, but I doubt I’m going to be able to get this plan off the ground.
I wanted to sleep in yesterday, but instead I woke up at 5:15 am and couldn’t fall back to sleep. Darn early work days! I got up and was in my office, but came back into my east facing bedroom to catch the last of a stunning sunrise.
September is generally a fairly dry month in the Pacific Northwest, with dry, sunny weather that lasts long into fall, even as the temperatures drop. Not so this year. Seattle’s monthly September rainfall averages 1.5 inches, but this year, we have already seen 2.77 inches of rain (as of September 23). That was several days ago, and it has rained quite a bit more since then. So we have had double our annual average of rain this month!
I’m over it. Done. I’m not ready to jump in puddles or scoop up soggy piles of leaves. I’m not ready for the eternal gray dreariness of winter. I want summer. Or at least a dry, sunny, crisp beautiful fall. I want to hear the leaves crunch under my feet and see a blue sky above. I want to feel the crisp air without raindrops soaking through my clothes. Is that too much to ask?