Monday, June 15, 2009

Weather of my life

In 1995, I left the muggy, hazy Mid-Atlantic East Coast for a good job that was located well west of the Midwest. The place held no appeal for me until I lived there for a few months and realized the climate was outstanding.

A good climate is critical to my ability to function or even to maintain mood stability. In 1995, I landed in a semi-arid, high-plains climate where I learned to love crisp, dry air, dry snow (what little there was), dry summers, crystal clear blue skies, sunny days all year 'round, and only a few weeks of bad weather interspersed in each season. Sunscreen and lip balm became wardrobe staples for me.

Now I live in a place where it rains a lot, the weather is wildly unpredictable, winters are somewhat harsh (we had multiple blizzards two years in a row), we're now in some sort of daily tornado/hail zone, nights are terribly chilly, the wind is uncomfortable, and summers are really short. Lately, rain and cloudy skies are the norm. I hate it. Humidity, damp, blech.

The thing is, I haven't moved. Frank and I are still in the same place we've been since January of 1995.

Global warming?


Ethereal Highway said...

I'm more of a pole shift theory person myself, but I don't think there's any way to know for certain right now.

Laurel said...

It's absolutely global warming, which is about the earth experiencing more extremes in weather and not actually "warmer" all the time.