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Many of us wax poetic at the end of winter and the return of spring. Let’s swap that around. What’s the one thing about spring that you can’t stand?
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Spring, when it’s finally sprung, does make me very happy. But—there are a few things that make me less enthused. With the prospect of winter at last behind me, there’s not a lot I will be caught complaining about. The winter just makes me so miserable. The cold has gotten worse for my body to deal with, and my allergies do not let up no matter what time of year it is (mold).
So what about Spring disappoints me? The mud. As you know, I am a dog person. I’ve always had a dog in my life, and I always will. It seems, with that, I will have mud in my life! Where I have lived, currently and in the past, has had a grass problem—meaning not enough. I long for my parent’s, where this didn’t seem to be an issue at all.
At the current apartment, the backyard has been trampled by Fionn into a veritable mud pit. And, of course, he tracks it right across my tan carpets. There’s so much cleaning through the parts of winter and spring, and sometimes fall, where the ground is wet not frozen. Spring is the worst. This year, I have begun combatting this with laying down grass seed. So far, it’s working, as it’s sprouting and the lawn is filling in. But, this is going to be a long fight, that won’t clear up the problem this spring. I’ll be planting grass through spring and summer, to make that patch of grass I have nice and full. Anyone who has fought the lawn battle will fully understand what I’m facing. Thankfully, the area is small, and I can get away with less investment. So there’s that.
As I mentioned above, there is no season that goes by without my allergies bugging me. They’re at their worst in late fall, winter, and spring. This is when the moisture gets into things, and mold blooms. I laugh when the apps to track allergens says there is no mold, but my allergies are banging. They need to get clear on where it is (not in the open air), and measure it better.
My allergies give me dizziness, headaches, sinus issues, red itchy eyes (with soreness on the lids), and fatigue. It’s been a struggle, because I find no rest from them, and they flair randomly. Thus, I’d have to take allergy medicine every single day, and I am not going to do that. Taking it as needed means that I am affected by drowsiness until the stuff builds up in my system. Since having Katie, I haven’t taken any, because I can’t be that level of tired with her. Driving and working, and caring for her needs otherwise are all too important. So, I push through. Once it gets drier, hopefully, the allergy subsides.
Regardless of these two things, I am mostly happy to see Spring again. The flowers and warmth improve my mood, and the better weather make it easier to be out and about.
Let’s hop on over and see what about spring bothers the other authors…