I mean, sure, flowers and stuff. They’re nice.
But everyone knows fall’s my boo. Seriously. I love everything about fall. The changing colors of the leaves. That crunching sound that the leaves make when you walk on them. The way the air always kind of smells like a campfire. The cider and donuts. The more cider and the more donuts. And the scarves. Because, seriously, friends, I can rock a good scarf, if I do say so myself.
And, well, spring just has never come close to the awesomeness that is fall in my mind. After all, spring is mushy and muddy and grey. And pastel colors tend to wash me out.
Besides, growing up in Buffalo, spring always felt like an extension of winter, but with dirtier snow.
And, then I moved to Asia, where I spent most of spring being sniffly and headachey and allergic. Because, apparently, my body decided all those pretty cherry blossoms were out to kill it.
But, after this past winter in Michigan which consisted of no less than five million polar vortexes, I’m starting to understand what all the fuss is about when it comes to spring. I’m starting to think that spring may, in fact, be kind of nice.
I mean, it’s no fall.
But it’s got its perks.
7 Reasons I Really Kind of Like Spring
1. Long walks outside. For funsies. And not just because I have to go to work.I walked a lot this winter.
Like, A LOT.
But it wasn’t the fun kind of walking. It was the walking-because-my-car-won’t-start-and-I-guess-I-need-to-get-to-work-and-SHOVEL-YOUR-SIDEWALKS-ALREADY-YOU-JERKHOLES kind of walking.
And then this week I went on a few long walks because I actually wanted to and not because I would get fired if I didn’t and it was SO MUCH FUN, YOU GUYS.
It was also really informative.
Like, I learned this exists. In my neighborhood. So that’s good to know.
2. There are other people outside. And not just because their cars don’t work. Or because they’re homeless. But there’s also that.This winter when I was walking all the time, the only other people I saw outside were fellow car-less folks like myself and the homeless.
And then spring showed up and everyone went outside. I’ve probably seen more people hanging outside in the past week than I have in the past five months.
There are people walking and bike riding and having impromptu porch parties. Which I’m hoping I’ll be invited to real soon if I just keep on walking by. Over and over again. While wearing my please-invite-me-to-your-party face.
3. Flats without socks.There’s always this moment mid-February where I can’t even deal with the tyranny of socks any more. My feet just need to be free, man.
That’s when I’ll attempt to go outside wearing only a pair of flats even though it’s still snowing. And then I will remember why socks were invented. And why I should probably wear them even if they are tyrannical jerkholes.
But, then, spring finally shows up and my feet can once again be free from those jerky sock dictators. At least until October.
4. Ice cream is, once again, a viable meal option.
But all of that changes as soon as the weather warms up.
That’s when ice cream becomes approximately fifty percent of my diet.
The other fifty percent is beer. But it’s the girly, fruit-flavored kind of beer that they only sell in the spring and summer. So practically salad.
5. White wine.
Probably because I’m too busy thinking about red wine. And by “thinking” I mean “drinking.” What did you think I meant?
It’s like this fun little surprise every spring when I remember that wine comes in a different color.
6. Wearing clothes I totally forgot I ownedThis year, I’ve been trying to pay off some bills. Which means I need to stick to something of a budget. Which means I haven’t bought any new clothes since December. Which means I’VE BEEN DYING OVER HERE, you guys.
That’s three months without so much as a new scarf! I think this is something of a new world record.
This week things got a bit easier on me when I was able to ditch the same old sweaters and sensible pants and winter scarves I’ve been wearing for the past five months and replace them with cute dresses and flouncy skirts and, well, spring scarves.
Because, yes, spring scarves are totally a thing.
8. Anything is possible.Maybe there’s something about seeing new flowers spring up where there was once a huge mound of snow, that makes you believe that truly anything is possible.
Like, for example, this week I convinced myself that I should take up running again even though my knees will probably self-destruct if I do.
I’ve also convinced myself that I should start a window garden even though I can barely keep myself alive and really should not be in charge of other living things.
And then I bought myself a container of ice cream and told myself I wouldn’t eat it all in one night.
And then I ate it all in one night.
Because, maybe not everything is possible.
Plus I ate it with fruity beer. So, totally a salad.What do you like about spring?