“Regrets…”

I know that I will regret saying this later, but at this time I am so sick of the cloudy gloomy skies, may or may not rain (for the most part, no rain, just sucky weather), chilly temperatures, etc. Come on, it is almost May, I want to get dressed in the mornings in something other than a sweatshirt or long sleeve t-shirt and a zip up sweatshirt. I want to wear flip fops and paint my toenails, even though my last attempt ended up as a crime scene.

I am so ready to plant tomatoes and peppers. I will even plant cantaloupe and cucumbers and make pickles out the wazhoo. Just let me have some sunshine and heat, not the 120° temps in Phoenix, but somewhere around 70° to 75° for starters, then we can move to the 80’s. I want to go play in the dirt so badly, but right now it is no fun, too chilly.

I know that as soon as I say that out loud, we won’t get another drop of rain the rest of spring and summer, causing me to spend a large fortune on watering. The heat come on full force, meaning that the air conditioner will run non-stop until October. This will happen as sure as I am standing here, wishing for warmer weather, then regretting that utterance within the next month, but I can’t help myself, I hate the cold.