
Living in Western Massachusetts I've learned that you can't really commit to the seasons changing by the weather. For example, today it is 70 degrees, while last Sunday it could have snowed. So in an effort to try to rid myself of the chronic seasonal depression that such manic weather patterns can cause, I have begun using the quality of life around me to gauge when the Valley will be warm and green again. Here are a few things that I have noticed that strike me as positive.
1. For the past couple of weeks I see young girls practicing softball at the field at the base of Mount Sugarloaf on my way home from work. Granted, sometimes they are wearing winter coats, but nonetheless, there is that New England sense of urgency to follow everyone else's sporting schedule.
2. The few students I know have begun to move their fingers toward the panic button. As a lifelong procrastinator, I know that feeling of waking up for Spring and realizing the task you have ahead of you. There is really nothing to prepare you for the feeling of finally feeling capable of doing your work, but not really wanting to do it because you would rather be barbequing (is that a word) or playing whiffleball.
3. Summer vacations are being planned. I have been working diligently to put together my summer schedule so I can fit in enough challenging and fun things that I feel like I have been productive. (See future posts....)
4. I have found myself on multiple occasions uttering the phrase "let's go do something." I mean, I know that our lives are full of doing "somethings", but usually when I start saying that phrase again it means that my endorphins are again high enough where "something" doesn't consist of a "Flavor of Love" marathon and a Blue Wall burrito. I actually rode a bike to get dinner the other day!
5. Now this one may sound rude, because it is, but people are starting to be less bitchy. I don't know if it is the 6 months of shoveling snow, or the endless repetition of the phrase "I'm going to go warm up my car," but people just start getting very Tyra Banks during New England winter. It feels like every time I go to the grocery store I bump into the lady who wants to cut me off in the "10 items or less" line with her cart chock full of Hot Pockets and Lean Cuisine. She is also the same woman who later decides to cut me off so she can use the Red Box for the first time. Don't even get me started on these people. You know the concept of Red Box is great, but it is executed sort of like communism. In theory, renting a movie for a dollar a night is wonderful, but as a greedy must-have Americans we feel as though we deserve to make others stand in line for 10 minutes while we browse through the same selections of B Sandra Bullock Movies and American Pie spinoffs. You know, sometimes I think the problem with America is that we are so passive aggressive. Nobody wants you to stand in line in front of them for 20 minutes, but we sure as hell aren't going to say "just watch 'You, Me and Dupree' again and get the fuck out of line your Lean Cuisines are melting from your cheese covered calorie-teeming Boston Market Meal". Not at least until we freak out and whip the ladies copy of "Saw 16" across Stop and Shop. It is a lifelong goal of mine to become more direct with people, especially these people.
Considering that rant, I would like to ammend my earlier comment about people being less bitchy. I guess you should know that this does not happen overnight.
The important thing to note here is that Spring is coming and it will not be long before I am attempting to grill breakfast lunch and dinner. Yes, it is just a mere week or two before I will shamelessly ride with my windows rolled down no matter what speed I am going.
Spring and summer in the valley are full of promise and optimism. It's not whether or not you can do something, it is how much you will do it. Everyone becomes ready to help each other again, and have fun doing it. It truly becomes a rare feeling that comes from a love of home and a value of life.
So join me (my two readers at this point) in welcoming Spring and summer. Let's grab a glass of iced tea, put the Sox game on the radio, and all go do some work in the yard.