Says Phil Conner in 'Groundhog Day'. I have to say, the long stretch of very cold, dark days we've had lately have been tough and it looks like there's a lot more to come.
I've come through the latest 'ow ow ow' phase and now I can pay attention to the weather.
It sucks.
For the first time in my life, I mean absolutely the first time in my life, I find myself yearning for a long, empty stretch of white sandy beach, blue, blue water, and tropical sunshine.
I hated living in Florida (although it got me Gus and Mo Dad), but vacationing there is a different matter.
Of course, I might as well yearn to go to Gstaad or Napoli since my resources for getting there are about the same. Yes, I do have a vacation club account at work. Following the wild bacchanalia with the nuns, I now have about $120 in it, which will go toward my annual spring trip to Richmond.
I am envious of the Indian woman at work, who is preparing for her first trip home in three years. Her village is six hours by rough, rocky road from Hyderabad, but it sounds good to me. And so does Chennai, actually. Anyplace warm with ocean and a good beach sounds good to me.
And yet, here it is, what I have, and I have to work within its confines. So I think of ways to do it. And I feel clever and resourceful, then ignore them and plod on.
In two weeks, the sun will begin its slow ascent back north.
It's going to be a long two weeks.
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