Keeping It In Perspective

Yesterday I stopped to get gas and was shivering beside my car (with Mimi’s words echoing in my head about why on earth we don’t just move to Oregon where the common folk aren’t allowed to pump their own gas) when the woman next to me and I started chatting.  As complete strangers often do, our first words to each other were all about the weather.  We good-naturedly grumbled to each other about how cold and blustery it was as we hugged our fleece jackets tighter around our bodies. 

We were just getting warmed up to our subject when a third gas pumper interrupted.  She pointed out that the weather was pretty normal for the end of March.  After all, she pointed out, Seattle does have that rainy reputation for a reason. Then she pointed out that we had just gotten spoiled with the wonderful early spring that we had been having.  

Of course she was right.  The cheerful daffodils and tulips that have popped up in my garden will attest to that.  We had gotten so used to the blue skies and sunshine with near sixty degree temperatures that we simply couldn’t handle our normal gray skies.  (OK…we could handle it…we just didn’t want to!)

It seemed that my co-complainer and I no longer had anything to chat about. (We couldn’t exactly gripe about how whiney we were)  We gave each other a sheepish grin as we quickly topped off our tanks and headed back on the road.  

At least we could enjoy a typical Seattle spring day…and know that summer was coming soon…

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14 Responses to Keeping It In Perspective

  1. del says:

    Your blog now looks like the weather that is on the way for you – it looks great. We are starting to rug up ready for the cooler weather. Enjoy the sunshine!

  2. Tylor says:

    If it makes you feel any better it is sunny and in the upper 70’s here. Other than the dangerously high river levels (and the thunderstorm forecasted for tomorrow) it’s perfect.

  3. I had dinner with a blog friend from Washington at Disney last night–she was happily sitting outside in her hoodie. Thank goodness I had a trench coat and mittens with me–I was freezing!

    • Susie says:

      It’s amazing what you get used to. During our cold snap in Dec I remember thinking to myself I should run in a get a heavier jacket…it wasn’t until I saw that it was 14 degrees that I realized how cold it really was!

  4. It’s finally very nice here in WV. Finally after 6 months o’ blizzard. I just sat outside and listened to Jack Johnson for an hour and a half.


  5. Rene W. says:

    Funny – we just moved to So. California from Oregon… we miss all of those beautiful green hillsides, but not the cold & rain. Wishing beautiful sunny days to you 🙂

  6. Patti says:

    I haven’t seen a real gas station attendant for at least 15 years, have you? Anyway, its cold and blustery here in the desert, with a few random snowflakes. This weekend is supposed to be warm in the 70’s. Strange weather patterns.

  7. Kathy Ariano says:

    They can’t pump their own gas in New Jersey, either. And as Jeff Foxworthy says, “It is not illegal in any state for women to pump gas!”

    Our spring has been so welcomed after our horrendous winter.

  8. Pamela says:

    yesterday we had one of those days where the weather changes sixteen times — like a 15 year old girl – on a couple of hours.

    I was “substitute” tutoring and a young woman (with a russian accent) said to me — ” Wow! everyone in Seattle told me while I was living there how often the weather can change in springtime. But nothing ever compared to this.”

    I grew up near Seattle – so I remember how lovely spring could get. But I have to admit that we sure can cool down faster on this side of the hills. This morning I got soaked when I went bird watching. And the sky was blue when I left.

  9. Amanda D says:

    It is nice to be in Oregon and never to have to worry about pumping gas. My 4-year-old asked me the other day if I know how to pump gas….he forget that a little more than half his life ago, we lived in Utah where I always pumped the gas. 🙂

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