SERIOUS BUSINESS

Psychotic Spring.

This is where we are right now seasonally up here in New England. One day it snows; the next we are at the beach getting sunburned. Sometimes, both of these things can happen on the same day.

The most difficult part of Psychotic Spring is deciding when to change the sheets over from flannel to cotton. If the sheets are changed too soon, there are nights of freezing cold despite being covered in blankets. If the sheets remain flannel for too long, nights feel like endless hot flashes.

Don't laugh. This is serious business. 

I strip the bed today, fully intent on packing away the flannel sheets. I get out some cotton sheets, fully prepared to change over.  After all, today it is supposed to hit 82 degrees. However, I check the weather app, and I see there are 40 degree intervals headed this way, as well. I put away the cotton sheets and opt for the knit ones. These should be a good transition from iceberg to sand dune, right?

Despite the predicted temperatures, it still feels a little chilly in here, though. I don't know. Maybe if I chuck the flannel, a blizzard will hit. I mean, it's still April. This is not outside the realm of possibility. I've seen my kids play lacrosse in a May snowstorm, which had to be halted when the white ball could no longer be located on the field.

I take another look at the long-range weather forecast. 37 - 46 - 48 ... It reads like a bad Powerball draw. I glance between the sets of sheets. I'm pretty much at Eeney-Meeney-Miney-Moe at this point, but the flannel sheets have just come out of the dryer. They're so warm. They're so soft. They smell so fresh.

Dagnabbit. 

The flannel is going back on the bed for another stretch. Hopefully, this will make sure our daily temperatures soar over 60 degrees every day, and the nights will be mild enough to keep the windows cranked open.