I heart/hate rainy days…
July 15th, 2006My sister recently blogged on the things she liked about rainy days (Ate, why don’t you have permalinks?). It kinda led me to think about my own ambiguous relationship with the weather.
I love rainy days…
I usually find myself looking forward to rainy days, specially when I was still in school. The rainy season meant possible suspension of classes. Yeah, I was one of those who didn’t really want to get their money’s worth of education. Being a scholar, I really didn’t mind if I lost a few days of classes (baaad lama…). Of course, looking back, it certainly wasn’t the best thing for me. Rainy days also meant cool, relaxing, and lazy days. A welcome break from the otherwise busy and hectic days. A pause from the usual schedule.
But the problem starts when I do need to get back on schedule. My body, but mostly my mind, just won’t cooperate and return from it’s early “winter” (we don’t really have winter here) vacation. It’s really hard to start doing what you should be doing, when the whole atmosphere is conducive to sleeping. It’s like trying to immediately start a machine that has been dormant and cold for quite a long time. As a result, there were a few things that I should have done/finished this week, that was left, well, undone. It gives proof the saying “the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.”
Of course, my subconscious mind might just be trying to find a convenient excuse for my lack of discipline and perseverance.
I hate rainy days…
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