Don't Toy With My Emotions

No, Seriously. Let us review. This weekend, as you read previously, was fantastic. Not only was the company wonderful, but the weather, the food, the shopping... everything. But especially the weather. After a long day of spending too much money and fighting too many crowds, it was so lovely to come home and enjoy a beverage on the back porch, watching the sun set into the breezy, yet still warm, night sky. It. Was. Perfect. I was finally at peace. One of my favorite seasons was in full effect. Spring time. Temperatures in the 70s, sun shining in all of its glory, blue skies, cool winds,... the whole nine yards. Perfection. Up until Tuesday, when the high was 80 degrees here in the city, l was blissfully content.

Fast forward to this morning. Recall, two days ago, 80 degrees and sunny. This morning... 38 and sleeting as I drive to work. What. the. Hell?

My sentiments exactly! As I sit here, watching the snow fall outside of my window at work, this picture perfectly sums up my emotions. I can understand rain in the Spring. This was in the forecast for the rest of the week, that's fine. Rain and 50s, fine. Rain, sleet, snow, and temperatures in the 30s? Seriously? No words can explain the irritation. I should've known, I suppose. I have an album of pictures from last spring entitled "When Your Spring Time is Bi-Polar." So, I suppose that this was the case last year as well, but I simply cannot recall sunshine and 80 degree weather back to back with sleet and 30 degree weather. Not. Okay. At. All!

In conclusion, all that I ask oh City Weather is to please, please, for the love of all that is good, stop toying with my emotions! It's simply not humorous. Not in the least.