Friday and Saturday were beautiful here in Bloomington - sunny, 75 degrees with a light breeze. As I spoke with friends I coveted people who live in places where that weather is the standard. I quickly realized however that if Friday and Saturday are any indication of my normal behavior under given conditions, I would never make it. All I want to do is play outside! I have a "To Do" list the length of the Great Wall of China and what did I do Friday? I cancelled two meetings, went to lunch with Chris, then took a lovely drive to the outlet mall an hour away and shopped for 3 hours - all the while promising myself to be productive "tomorrow".
Saturday rolls around - the forecast was rain, but lo and behold, it turns out 75 and sunny again! So what do I do? Well of course I call Lindsay, we decide to go walking in the park for an hour, then treat ourselves to Sonic Happy Hour (she hadn't ever been to Sonic). It's still sunny and the middle of the afternoon when we finish our drinks, so we just drive around with the windows down, trying to get a hold of other friends to convince them to come play with us. We end up laying in the grass on campus chatting it up. Finally the clouds start to come, so we give up and go home, but plan to meet again later to go out that night - I mean, we don't have anything else to do, right?? It's just grad school. Again, all the while promising myself to be productive "later".
Sunday morning Chris sends me a BBM and asks what the weather is going to be like. I tell him I'm praying for rain all week because otherwise I am never going to get ANYTHING done! I'm a complete sucker for good weather. Sunday comes and goes - Monday morning, my alarm goes off at 7:00 AM and I can hear the rain on the window and see clouds in the sky. What's that they say in Go Fish, "Got what I wanted"!?! So what do I do? Snooze my alarm (approximately 4 times), roll over and sleep longer - wishing it wasn't bad weather because all I want to do is stay in bed! I guess I really am hard to please - here I thought the bad weather would force me to stay inside and work. Not so much.
Two hours later than usual, I get to campus, park in the pay lot that's centrally located so I don't have to walk in the rain, go to class, then have lunch with Hannah. As we both walk to our cars, we declare our intentions to go home and get stuff done! As we encourage each other to "do it!" we part ways and I'm homeward bound (2:00 PM).
[Time passes]
All the sudden, I realize my computer clock says 4:00 PM - WHAT?? I have accomplished nothing - wait, that's a lie. I chatted with friends, had a nice talk with my mom, responded to some emails and looked up places to play tennis in DC. That counts, right? Of course when I realized that it was 4:00, I got to work immediately, right? No way - I wrote a blog about wasting time. Love it.
Sunny weather = no work
Rainy weather = no work
I've deduced that it doesn't matter what the weather is like outside, I'm just over it. Let the countdown begin. Summer can't come soon enough.
