Today, for example, I think it is supposed to be sunny and in the 70's. I trudge through my day believing that the world is having more fun in the sun than I ever will.
Fail.
At 2:30 when I attempt to leave the building, it is raining, Because I work inside the plywood tomb, I assume (as I always do) that it must be sunny and beautiful outside (and I must be missing out). Today, though, it's chilly, rainy, and downright raw. Worse than the sucky weather comes the knowledge that this is the beginning of a long-weekend.
Thanks, Mother Nature, you bitch. I finally get a chance to go outside, and you have to shit all over it.
I hear Monday is supposed to be nice again. Well, I fooled you, Mother Nature. I don't even have to work on Monday. In your face!
The funny part is that when I finally get windows in my classroom again (or, I should say, when I finally move into a crappy old school for a year that actually does have windows) I bet I'm going to miss this daily game of Weather Peek-a-Boo .... Eh. Probably not.
Here's to the weekend. Let it rain, for all I care -- I get to be away from plywood walls for a few hours. That's really all that matters, anyway.