You know those things in life that always seem to surprise us? No matter how many times we experience or observe them, we just can’t lock in the reality of the situation? Let me give you some examples.
Anyone who has tried getting out of the house with little kids knows it takes forever! Yet no matter how many mornings I do this (nearly all), it always seems to take longer than I think it should. Will I ever learn? I guess we’re getting better and lowering our expectations, but I always feel rushed when we’re finally walking out the door.
I prepare a daily to-do list. Even when I assign time blocks to tasks, I never accomplish everything I set out to do, no matter how realistic I think the time allocations are. Ya feel me?
May in Chicago feels this way too. Magazines, blogs, and store shelves stocked with summer gear all reassure me spring has sprung. I feel like it should be spring by now. But every year, without fail, May arrives and brings with it a few teaser warm days sprinkled in between a host of days when I still need to wear a winter coat. This past week, I wore my winter parka more days than not, and I was still cold.
Our building, however, transitioned our HVAC units from heat to air conditioning after those few enticing warm days. While I’m certainly not complaining that we were in Turks & Caicos, I would like to thank you Mother Nature for saving those few glorious days for our trip so we didn’t even get to experience them. None-the-less, May lures everyone into thinking summer had arrived. Then she throws us a few curve balls just to remind us who’s Boss.
It happens every . single . year to even the most seasoned of us. I have more than 20 Upper Midwest springs in my archives, and I still believe in my heart of heart that May means spring. Ugh! How can I be wrong so many times in a row?
I guess I know deep down that guaranteed warm weather doesn’t arrive until July. It sticks around through Labor Day or so and then hibernates with the grizzlies for a good ten months. I just always hope that I can pack up my parka before then, though I never really do. Why do I live here?!
On that note, I share with you a look many might think feels a bit wintery. Rest assured, it’s seasonally appropriate in my neck of the woods. I’m none too pleased about it!
Dress – Grace Elements (secondhand via NYC consignment shop) | Coat – Fifty Fiftynine (thrfited via Goodwill) | Tights – Target | Boots – Alfani | Pashmina – old