“I’ve got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom.”

I want to yell out my window, “I’m mad as hell, and I won’t take it anymore,” but I’d probably freeze myself and the house in the process. March winds blow cold. The sun is a background ornament, bright but useless. Warm weather is supposed to be arriving next week. I hope so as I truly need one deck day to rid myself of winter malaise.

When I was a kid, I never minded winter weather except when it rained. I hated winter rain. I swear my wet clothes used to freeze on the walk home. My jacket stiffened from the ice. My wool mittens got wet and useless. My fingers were red from the cold. Water bubbled from my shoes when I walked. My hair hung down on my face and sometimes dripped onto my neck and down the back of my jacket. Winter rain is relentless.

Summer rain was a gift. It cooled a hot day. Steam would rise from the sidewalks. We’d stay outside and get soaked knowing when the sun reappeared, it would dry our clothes. I’d splash puddles and watch the water fan. We floated paper boats down the rivers streaming in the gutters next to the sidewalks. I’d ride my bike and head for every puddle. I remember taking my feet off the pedals and letting my bike glide through the water. I don’t remember my mother dragging us in when there was thunder and lightning, but I guess she must have. Either that or we were just plain lucky.

Today is chore day. My laundry bag is spilling over. The clean sheets have sat on the chest at the foot of my bed for three days. It’s about time I got to them. The plants need watering. The kitchen needs to be swept. I know as I do one chore two more will pop up. Just now I noticed the wire connecting the computer to electricity was dirty at the top, close to the computer. I stopped writing, went to the kitchen, got a Clorox sheet and cleaned the wire. It is going to be one of those days. I blame it all on winter. Ennui is the perfect description for my mood today.

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14 Comments on ““I’ve got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom.””

  1. Richard Says:

    Well, good mornin’, Miz Beale … sounds like you’re a-gittin’ ready for a re-make of ‘Network’ … but ‘Airplane’ was a lot more fun movie.

    I don’t remember any of our clothes freezing to us in winter when we were kids, but then, it was New Orleans. We did, however, occasionally get a visit from the Snow God (or is it Goddess?) and schools were closed until conditions returned to ‘normal.’

    It wasn’t until I was driving that I fully appreciated how much common sense a bit of snow and ice on the roads can instill into otherwise ‘Get Outa My Way!’ types … in ’92 when the roadways were snowed over, I saw for the first time New Orleans drivers actually use common sense and leave at least 10 car-lengths between vehicles – except for one asshat who insisted on doing a spinout from a stoplight. I thought we’d see him wrapped around a phone pole a few blocks later, but the Powers That Be obviously protect fools – which was good, ’cuz that meant there were no victims as a result of his action.

    Coldest I’ve ever been was walking guard duty around the Motor Pool in ’65. Wide, flat fields with low one-story buildings that did nothing to stop the wind from sweeping in and across everything in its way. Like me. The field jacket’s flimsy liner did nothing against that, and neither did the thin leather gloves and their wool liners. The ‘Ice Knife’ cut thru everything in its path. When it finally arrived, the open-back 3/4 ton truck felt good, even tho’ it was just as cold as the outside air.

    When we got summer rain, it was usually a light all-day drizzle. The steamy sidewalks just looked neat. We loved ’em. Other times, it rained harder, which usually meant flooded streets. My brother and I would go on ‘hunting trips’ when the rain stopped, and he usually came back with the best stuff from the waters.

    I’m back from the grocery run. Picked up chicken breasts and smoked sausage in addition to the other things y’ need to make a chicken-sausage gumbo. They didn’t have okra, tho’ … y’ should have okra if y’ make gumbo. I’ve done all the ‘What Else Can I Find To Do Now?’ chores that strike when one is drive to obsessive-compulsive behavior.

    Today I’ma cookin’, and that means all’s right with the world. I’m not even going to look at the power cord on my computer. You know why.

    • katry Says:

      Richard,
      Sometimes I want more than a fun movie though I certainly enjoy the fun ones.

      I doubt you walked home in a freezing rain with temperatures in the low 30’s so in New Orleans your clothes wouldn’t stiffen. We’d need 5 or even 6 inches before the school would close.

      I do enjoy watching people from the south trying to drive on snow and ice. There are often pictures of multiple car pile-ups on some highway in one of the Carolinas. That they totally close down Washington always makes me chuckle a bit. Wimps!

      We could have a nice drizzle or a thundering rain during the summer. Seldom did they last all day. The sun would come out and dry the streets almost immediately.

      My laundry, second load, is now in the dryer. I am next going upstairs to change my bed. My list is finishing but finishing slowly.

      I know why you wouldn’t look at that cord. Mine is clean as a whistle right now as it the bureau in the hall. I used the sleeve of my sweatshirt as I was going by and saw the dust. The dog’s dish is soaking, and the kitchen has been swept. I will now close my eyes when I walk through the house.

  2. Bob Says:

    The mad as hell thing is catching on because why else would anyone vote for Trump. 🙂

    Last night on the news they showed our snowstorm on March 5th last year. There’s almost no chance of any snow this year. Our rain should arrive tomorrow night and there’s a chance of it every day next week. I don’t remember winter rainy days as much as I remember snowy winter days.

    Gumbo without okra is just a stew.

    • Richard Says:

      Bob …
      You’re right! That’s why I did a change-up on the cooking plan and decided to make an Italian dish with Campanille noodles instead. The sauce is a red Italian sauce with Italian sausage, garlic, oregano, rosemary, thyme, roasted fennel, etc etc … I’m not gonna make a faux gumbo …

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      I’m weather mad. I doubt many people remember Network. The intelligence of the average person is overrated else why Trump? I asked someone why Trump? He will get things done. What ? He’ll build a wall and kill terrorists. What about his foreign policy? He’ll keep out the terrorists and the Mexicans.

      I wanted to know if terrorists now have to wear badges so they can be identified. Trump would probably say every Muslim.

      • Bob Says:

        The movie Network was the forerunner of today’s media circus. It came out during the Reagan years when newsmen were replaced by talking heads.

        Unfortunately, reading is a dying skill. Most folks get their news from the TV in very small sound bites. The days of people actually reading about world affairs and a candidate’s platform from an in depth article are long gone. The average person has the attention span of a flea. People want simple answers to complex problems.

        When Reagan killed the fairness doctrine in the broadcast industry it lead to Rupert Murdoch and his the far right wing news propaganda outlet Fox News and Rush Limbough. The days of Ed Murrow and Fred Friendly of CBS news from the 1950s is dead. They were real journalists who reported a balanced and fair story. Who would have ever thought that most of the Republicans I work with think the NY Times is a liberal rag.

        BTW Murdoch just married Jerry Hall. He’s 84 and the former Mrs. Mick Jagger is 59. I’m sure he has a supply of Viagra. 😉

      • katry Says:

        Bob,
        The real newsmen got old and retired and were never replaced though foreign correspondents were more than talking heads. They were put in danger and, as you now, some killed.

        Most people don’t really care about the news. They complain when it interrupts regular programming. We knew what Reagan was bringing to the presidential table, but voters didn’t care and that’s how we got where we are.

        Good luck to both of them!!

  3. olof1 Says:

    I was here reading during the second chance of the swedish Eurovision song contest, the program was so boring 🙂 but I see that I forgot to leave a comment.

    For me winter weather usually was rain, living by the ocean usually made it too warm to get snow but when we did get it the temperatures would drop so much that most of us rather stayed indoors. Low temperatures, the ever lasting wind from the ocean and snowfall is a nasty combination up here in the north.

    Summer is however the most rainy period of the year here and with the climate change we haven’t gotten less of it, so rain is almost always a bad thing, especially since we rarely get it warmer than 77F, well at least that was what we usually got as warmest. Lately we have even reached as high as 86 and that’s just nasty with our high humidity.

    It is snowing again, I knew it would come but it arrived at least 10 hours too early.

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      Sometimes I also forget to leave a comment for you. I read your Blog from my mail and then forget from there.

      The worst snow is when the storm comes off the ocean. A nor’easter brings such wind all the trees creak and moan. It also beings the coldest weather.

      We get rain all year. August is the month with the worst humidity. I stay inside with the air conditioning going full blast.

      I saw a couple of flakes earlier but they seem to have disappeared.

      Have a good Sunday.

  4. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    I agree. Winter rain is dreary and a nuisance. It turns the snow to messy slush that leaks through the seams of one’s shoes or boots and soaks all. It makes the whole world look grey.

    Tiny chores, such as dirty electrical cords, are interesting in that they distract one from the chores that ought to get done but they are somehow far more satisfying to do. That newly cleaned electrical cord suddenly makes its surroundings look so much better. I feel so accomplished when I’ve done something small like clean the finger prints off the fridge door or organize the spot next to my knitting chair that I think I am perfectly justified in taking the rest of the day off. 🙂

    It’s sunny and high 30’s Fahrenheit up here. My front porch is very warm so the inside door is open to let the heat into the house. It lets in a lot of light, too, which is always good. Spring is two weeks away.

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I am now officially sick of winter. The last few days have been so cold. I really need a warm day to bolster my continuing to sag mood.

      You are so right. I love the new of my newly cleaned cord. The black comes from the wire rubbing against a USB port where I have stuck in the power for my mouse. I did two leads of wash yesterday and feel quite accomplished. With my back being so bad to get the clothes up two floors is triumphant.

      The sun is just starting to show itself as the day is getting so much lighter. The temperature is probably around the somewhere. I just know it’s cold.

      Enjoy your day and enjoy the sun!

      • Caryn Says:

        I removed two loads of done laundry and put in one more. Then I spent some hours clearing email and such after which I went outside for a couple of hours and lopped off a lot of vicious roses, pyracantha and privet hedge.
        Take that invasive, alien plant marauders!
        I will pay for it tomorrow, no doubt, but I feel very accomplished right now.

      • katry Says:

        I changed my bed and took a shower. I’m about to tackle my checkbook. That’s it for my accomplishments. I’m exhausted!


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