OT

How did last weekend go? Fairly well, and I wasn't ill. I started grumpy, and ended grumpy, but had a lot of good happy thoughts in between. Lovely part of the day sitting on a porch enjoying the sunny shade and view and company.

But it's spring now, Again, and while I have lovely memories of sitting on the roof of my parent's house outside my bedroom window enjoying the lilacs and singing to the moon when I could not sleep, lilacs unfortunately give me a headache now. I like so much better the idea of climbing out on the roof with one of the cats and just stargazing (and the back porch is *perfect* for this) but the heavy scent of the lilacs gives me a headache and then I just end up sad. I miss it. I miss it a lot. I miss being able to go out into the garden and arrange where the plants go and picking what goes where and what I want to harvest later in the summer. So spring, instead of being that happy occasion where the world wakes up, is a time I mourn the lack of perfumed air.

And it's not like I could smell the flowers much- it's spring cleaning time so everyone in our suburban area is hanging their smelly laundry (why do the cheapest detergents smell the most?) and cleaning their houses. I don't dare take a dog for a walk because I don't know where to run to escape the scent cloud. It can be terrifying.

I'm depressed because I don't want to hate spring.  ¶ 12:46 PM