Mother Nature is Trying to Kill Me

Every year between April and May, I brace myself for an Ultimate Fighter Match between me and Mother Nature. My weapons are daily showers, mountains of laundry, and about 100mg of Hydroxyzine a day.

Her weapon is pollen. Lots and lots of pollen.

This is my screened-in porch, taken after one brief trip to retrieve what was left of our winter firewood. Needless to say, it didn’t end well for me. I try to stay indoors as much as possible until the yellow shroud of death is gone. And right now it’s on every surface.

Suffice to say: Mother Nature– 1; Jen– 0

I wish I could love spring. I really do. The temperatures are lovely this time of year. You can actually go outside for more than five minutes without collapsing from heat stroke. Or getting eaten alive by mosquitoes. Or being swarmed by gnats. I envy those who can take advantage.

In the meantime, I’ll stay inside to read a new book a friend recommended (“Inside Out and Back Again,” and it’s amazing). Or maybe contemplate how to win my next match with Mother Nature.

Game on.

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