Summer, Schmummer

It just occurred to me that our summer is almost gone.  It's nobody's fault but our own though.  It's not like it just happened.  It's not the weather's fault that our summer is gone either.

It's our own.

We were so busy bitching about the lack of weather that we just kept going on and on with that 'maybe this weekend' mentality.  I'm just as guilty as anyone else.

"Maybe this weekend we'll finally see some summer."  As we were saying that the week whizzed right on by.  We weren't noticing what we did have... We were just hoping for something we didn't have.  It was the proverbial dangling carrot, but one we weren't even guaranteed that we'd get in the first place.

"It's supposed to be nice this Saturday."  After we uttered those words we turned off everything except the weekend countdown.

Well you know what?  What we did have was nice weather.  Sure, it was colder than we would have liked it.  Although it was far from hot weather, it was weather you could get out and do almost anything in and still enjoy yourself.  It was weather you could get things done in.  It was weather that millions of people in other parts of the U.S. would have given up their firstborn child for.  Maybe even the second.

This is the exact same reason I have made it a personal point to not ever do a "Friday countdown" during my work week.  Every Friday is the same so why look forward to it?  Before you know it you'll be old, wrinkled, and wonder why the hell you spent your life with your workweek blinders on and could care less about anything except the end of the week.  You know what you are doing when you do that?  You're effectively trading five days of your life away for two.  On top of that if something didn't go 'just right' during your weekend you were in a surly mood the whole week while you started the whole process over.

We need to stop counting and look around.  Life is speeding up.  If we take advantage of what we do have we might be able to slow the clock down a spell.

Who knows--Next summer we might get 3 solid months of 95+ temperatures and we'll be bitching the opposite direction.

2 comments:

Sue Z Q said...

So what did we not do that we should have?

Janie said...

It's funny that you mentioned Fridays always being the same. Even though that's true, I still found myself missing the value of a Friday when I was unemployed for a year. But technically yes, every Friday is the same for me.