For the past week or so, the weather here in Georgia has been cloudy, overcast, and menacing, and has slowly been sucking away all my joy and will to live. So I have been ECSTATIC since yesterday at the long-awaited return of the sun.
I just assumed that my husband would be as excited as I am about the sunny weather, but I was rudely disabused of that notion just a few minutes ago when he returned from running an errand, narrowed his eyes at me, and said, in his most accusatory tone,
“I HOPE YOU’RE ENJOYING YOUR SUN! IT’S SO F&*^ING COLD OUTSIDE, AND THE SUN’S THE REASON WHY. NOW ALL THE CLOUDS ARE GONE, AND ALL THE HEAT’S GONE TOO. IT’S LIKE SOMEONE JUST RIPPED THE BLANKET OFF OF THE EARTH, AND NOW IT’S F&^$ING COLD! YOU’D BETTER ENJOY EVERY DAMN MINUTE OF YOUR SUN!”
And you know what? I totally am.