Yuck. My words after waking up this morning in a pool of my own sweat. Evidently, Mother Nature decided without forewarning to turn up the heat in the middle of the night.
I remember being outside at 2 a.m. this morning, walking back to the dorm after The Rotunda was dropped off, and it was nice. Well, actually it was raining sideways, but the humidity wasn’t really a factor. Then, I wake up and it’ sauna time! Living in a place that is not a fan of warmness or unhumorous humidities, everything gets weird. The walls sweat, the fans start making weird noises, and your bones feel funny. I hope that isn’t a sign of old age.
I’ve never been a fan of wacky weather. I’m not sure why I’m complaining, but I must say it is simply something on my mind tonight. I thought we were settled. I thought fall was here to stay and those uncomfortable summer days were a thing of the past, at least for this year. Unfortunately, that was a really silly assumption now that 80-degree days are back.
It’s not just the temperatures that are grinding my gears, it’s also the rainfall. First we go nearly all summer without a drip of precip and then we come back to school and get a little dose now and again. Then of course, the first of October that featured tons of rain, fire ‘em up Noah one more time! Tonight was much of the same, except a little more wet in a little less time.
Walking back from Lancaster Hall in the rain tonight while it was dark on Wednesday night? No bueno. Too much water way to fast was the problem. Sidewalks were flooded and lawns where fraternity brothers played frisbee just hours earlier were completely blanketed with a coating of liquid glass. Nice imagery, right?
The umbrella didn’t really help either. Perhaps it was because of the wind. Perhaps because my umbrella is broken. We’ll go with the latter. But when the umbrella did work, it dumped water down my book bag’s front, cleaning all of my pencils and bag of pretzels. I finally made it inside where I was able to change out of my soaked business-casual apparel. The dress shoes I was wearing were the same pair I wore to a beach wedding a few weeks ago. I got sand in them. I think that problem has been taken care of.
It wasn’t a fun weather day for sure. The sky presented itself as ominous all day and the threat of tornadoes was surrounding poor little Farmville. There was too much weather-related excitement. And it’s not over yet for we have to contend with more rain overnight perhaps.
But not for long.
In a surprise twist, this Friday (as it is forecasted) will feature temperatures more like they should be … around 60-degrees. At night? A cool, crisp 34. Sounds good to me.
I guess I really shouldn’t be venting about the weather too much. It’s usually nice when we must walk to class. So, enjoy tomorrow as it promises to be mostly nice out. And just be thankful the white stuff hasn’t arrived yet.