When most people are groaning over losing an hour of sleep, I am personally celebrating for the extra evening light that is surely in store. We have officially sprung forward into daylight savings time. It is sort of the day I declare open season on riding my bike into work, similar to the day in November when we fall back and I am soon forced to stop.
However, my little party was rained upon today, quite literally. I was all packed up and anticipating a ride. Besides more sunshine, the temperatures are expected to be about 20 degrees warmer than normal for a March 12th. I'm riding an adrenaline high on a Sunday evening, and that is quite unusual.
It all came crashing down this morning, when at 5:45, it was raining. There's also a threat of thunderstorms in the afternoon. And if that were not enough, there is an all-city band concert tonight fairly early in which 2 of my 3 children will be performing. A small raft-load of circumstances colluded against my ride. So I drove.
On top of that, and maybe because of the our loss of an hour, I find that everything is causing me an undue amount of frustration. I know this is true when I yell at the interval windshield wipers for not wiping at the right speed. It's a sure sign.
Maybe I will be able to just shrug off this day and settle for the next two days that look like sun, at least 65 degrees, and lighter winds. I'm not sure that will appease the beast that is inhabiting me today. I may just have to let it run its course. Beware.
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