I don’t like my coffee that way, either.
Lukewarm and wet.
That’s Vancouver in a nutshell. Standard weather. What we’re used to. Normal. Everyday.
MEH.
I am a firm believer that if there is precipitation in the winter, it should be snow. And if it is warmish, it should be clear.
I don’t like the combination of almost-too-warm-for-a-coat and definitely-so-wet-you-need-a-coat.
I end up sweaty and wet ANYHOW, because the rain does not fall nicely from the sky the way I ask it to.
I do ask, by the way. I look up at the sky and yell, “STRAIGHT DOWN, THANK YOU. PLEASE AIM AT MY UMBRELLA.”
And I ignore people when they stare.
Every time I think it’s going to finally get cold-snappish here and really dry out for a few minutes, the weather report changes the day before to indicate that my surroundings will be about 200% warmer and 1000% more damp.
I just want a nice two-week period where my hair isn’t sad and limp, and I’m not forced to put on my ineffectual GoreTex jacket to pretend at water resistance. I want to get to work without damp pant hems. I want to escape the giant drips that fall from building awnings right down the back of my neck. I’d like to not sneeze at encroaching mold.
I’d like to go for a walk without returning home looking like a waterlogged cat in a shower:
Vancouver is absolutely legendary for SAD sufferers. I think those radiant light boxes that help seasonally-affected people sell out here all the time.
But that’s not my issue. I’m perfectly happy in the dark.
I JUST WOULD LIKE TO BE DRY. MAYBE FOR A DAY. OR TWO.
Thank you.
January 23rd, 2007 at 11:51 am
CUTEST, SADDEST CAT IN EXISTENCE!!! What a great photo!
January 23rd, 2007 at 1:01 pm
I’m so anxiously awaiting a dry spring… I’m DONE with this weather!!
January 23rd, 2007 at 1:33 pm
Thank you! Someone has expressed how disgusting the weather is. Vancouver is gorgeous-and yes, I know it’s partly due to all fo the rain, but when I first moved up here that winter was one of the most difficult of my life. I was not used to the gray, dreary, no sunshine in my life rain! I am adjusting to it now, but this winter has also been a bit more like the winters of my youth.
I too am constantly cursing my wet pant hems as I walk the short distance from my car to my school building. Why oh why must they soak halfway up the back of my leg when I am not even walking 200 feet?
January 23rd, 2007 at 1:47 pm
That is a great picture. Please, please, please tell me there is a larger picture? Please please please tell me where you got it.
January 23rd, 2007 at 2:00 pm
I sent you the link, Joey. Never say I don’t do you favours!
January 24th, 2007 at 4:54 pm
I talked to a Russian friend of mine who is here for school. He and I both agree: the reason SAD is so much worse here in Vancouver is because without snow on the ground from November to March, the shortest days of the year are still really short, but the nights are BLACK. BLACK like the Heart of Darkness. Black like Pickton’s soul black.
When the snow is on the ground, every street light, every window light, every headlight reflects off EVERYTHING, positively lighting the world. It is beautiful, which helps, and it is bright. You can be out in the middle of the night and you will be able to see everything because as the story goes, “the moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow gave a lustre of mid-day to objects below.”
In short, the snow makes the winter seem lighter. No snow, no light, more depression.