Monday, March 20, 2006
First Day of Spring
Today was the first day of Spring.
Here in DC it was a cold grey day with strong winds blowing grit and dust into your eyes and mouth. About a week ago it was in the 70s, and everyone went out to dig their gardens. Now the ground has refrozen leaving a sheen of windward projectiles to whip through the air.
Today in my neighborhood there was the strong stench of diesel fuel from the construction projects carried on the wind- Black smoke billowing upward into the bleak sky.
Walking to work this morning I was freezing my ass off, spitting out sand, being pushed backward by the wind, and choking on gas fumes.
I'm usually automatically in a good mood on the first day of spring, but today I just couldn't get into a very "Spring" mood. It didn't help that once at work, a pile of news clippings about me had consumed my desktop. I spent the morning going over clippings from every major US paper, and several from overseas, which snarkily questioned my relationship with an unnamed client (if you read any paper, I'm sure you saw a variant).
I popped a Xanax for lunch, spent the rest of the day doing busy-work, and rectifying a few financial problems I was having with my fiscal intermediary (because who doesn't enjoy dealing with customer service lines all afternoon).
I just got home and am thinking of cracking that bottle of Booker's I picked up this weekend.
It doesn't feel like Spring, but I'm still gonna celebrate the bastard - Because this means that it's only one lousy season before the oppressive heat of Summer takes hold, and God, do I love that. Honestly.