Weather With You

I truly believe you can’t control the weather.

So why get upset by it? I mean it’s just weather, you are either prepared for it, or you’re not and you have to scramble and get prepared for it.

And yes I have lived through hurricanes. So I know that weather can be contrary and devastating and downright annoying.

But most of the time I don’t waste any energy being annoyed or angry at it. I don’t have that many fucks to give as it is – why waste it on the weather?

But this extended winter this year in Maine is beginning to really get under my skin and sit on the last of my nerves.

I knew the prediction going into the winter was that we were going to be front loaded, we were going to get a lot of snow and colder weather earlier in the season than we sometimes do. Here in Midcoast Maine sometimes we don’t get any real snow until after the January thaw where everyone acts like we are not going to get any winter at all and then we get slammed in February. But not this year.

This year we had cabin fever by January because not only were we buried in snow but we also had such wicked cold weather that it was too cold for the kids to go outside and sled in said snow or do anything other than their chores of looking after the ducks. It hurt your face to be outside, and it’s hard to convince the babies you love to go outside when their faces hurt. Just Sayin’

But I had made the erroneous assumption that being front loaded for the winter meant that maybe it would get better by March, that maybe we would have one of those early Marches where everyone goes to the beach before the end of the month.

Nope, we continued to get snow in March. We have continued to get snow in April. We have gotten sleet and hail after the 15^th of April this year. And I am getting tired of it. We unfortunately (though at the time it seemed like a wonderful act of God) had some lovely weather a week or so ago and the kids were outside, wanting to get their bikes out (but the ground wasn’t ready for those tire treads) and building and just hanging out in the duck pen for hours.

It was awesome, it was like a reminder that life could get quiet again because all four of my daughters could be outside playing in the outside. Not needing me, and making all the noise their little hearts need to make and I could actually be able to think a straight thought on my own.

So getting slammed by more wet yucky weather is like when a toddler deprives you of sleep for more than two nights in a row. I am just irrationally angry at the whole god-damn world. Like seriously what the fuck is wrong with the world?

I don’t have a basement, and my house is currently an unspeakable mess because I have had four kids locked up in it for 5 months now!! And with the few warm spells we have had it has meant that they have tracked buckets of mud in my house as well, and even though we have swept, and swept and washed (so much for a stay-cation last week with hubby) it still feels like there is a layer of mud and grime on everything. Now I understand the importance of mud season. I love eating my fruits and veggies as much as the next person, maybe even more so as there are only a few I won’t eat (I’m looking at you Okra), but oh my god, as a mother I hate mud season. I just hate it. For the love of all that is holy I would be happy to never have to deal with another mud season ever again. And by and large my girls are past the need to make mud pies. But they still track in mud on their shoes and bodies. I need an airlock chamber with a hose and a shower. That would be my perfect world so that the mud never made it past that airlock chamber. Because most houses here in Maine the door you use goes into the kitchen. Which means that’s where the mud ends up. And no one wants to eat mud with their food.

So even though most of the time the weather really doesn’t bother me, this Spring, (which is beyond drunk and belligerent) needs to go either back to bed and wake up when it is ready to be serious or can just get it’s act together and stay warm. I can only imagine what this is doing for the maple syrup production this year.

Seriously may the mud stay in the duck pen (because like pigs they love it) and may it forever stay out of my house.

Because this wait 5 minutes the weather will change shit is just not working this year.