It is raining. Again.
This definitely qualifies as a petty first world problem. This even qualifies as a first world problem faced only by people who live in a place with a very high cost of living, even among first world places. But it's freaking me out, so I'm still going to whine about it.
It started raining sometime last night. It's still raining this morning. It's not a lot of rain for, you know, places that didn't plop themselves down in the middle of a desert, but it's a lot more rain than we usually get at this time of year. And it's the second time it's happened this month.
::checks calendar:: It is May, right? The universe got that memo, right?
I suppose I should have expected this. When I checked the Angels game last night (they were away, playing Oakland), the game was delayed. Unlike the east coast, where storms most often move from the south to the north (that nor'easter in New York will hit Boston 4 to 5 hours later most days) our weather usually goes the other way: from north to south. What they're getting in the Bay Area, we here in southern California get a day later.
But see how I live in, basically, a desert? That steals its water from those folks up north? This is supposed to mean no rain past April until we hit October!
And, you know, overall I like rain. I come equipped with more gear than your average Angelina or Angelino to deal with it (like I own 3 umbrellas and can probably locate two of them at any given time. I have a shell. I have waterproof boots. Truthfully, that last bit is mostly for winter trips to places where not only does water fall from the sky, but sometimes--in fact, often--it's even frozen water.) And it's not a downpour, but it is a surprisingly steady light rain rather than a vague excuse for a drizzle.
The problem here is that water is falling from the sky, and it's past mid May. That's just not right. I already was cranky about what I needed to get done in the office today, and this is just making that worse. (Also, did I mention that my office building doesn't have an actually reliably functional heating system?)
It started raining sometime last night. It's still raining this morning. It's not a lot of rain for, you know, places that didn't plop themselves down in the middle of a desert, but it's a lot more rain than we usually get at this time of year. And it's the second time it's happened this month.
::checks calendar:: It is May, right? The universe got that memo, right?
I suppose I should have expected this. When I checked the Angels game last night (they were away, playing Oakland), the game was delayed. Unlike the east coast, where storms most often move from the south to the north (that nor'easter in New York will hit Boston 4 to 5 hours later most days) our weather usually goes the other way: from north to south. What they're getting in the Bay Area, we here in southern California get a day later.
But see how I live in, basically, a desert? That steals its water from those folks up north? This is supposed to mean no rain past April until we hit October!
And, you know, overall I like rain. I come equipped with more gear than your average Angelina or Angelino to deal with it (like I own 3 umbrellas and can probably locate two of them at any given time. I have a shell. I have waterproof boots. Truthfully, that last bit is mostly for winter trips to places where not only does water fall from the sky, but sometimes--in fact, often--it's even frozen water.) And it's not a downpour, but it is a surprisingly steady light rain rather than a vague excuse for a drizzle.
The problem here is that water is falling from the sky, and it's past mid May. That's just not right. I already was cranky about what I needed to get done in the office today, and this is just making that worse. (Also, did I mention that my office building doesn't have an actually reliably functional heating system?)