Here Comes The Sun! Oh Wait...

I don't know what exactly it is with using song titles as titles of my blog posts, but folks, it seems like I have done it again! This time taking inspiration from a Beatles song I first heard on American Idol a few seasons back. Yes, I admit, I do watch that show. But I am becoming less and less convinced of it's authenticity and reputability every day. Anyway, that's not the point of this post.

Was is the point of it then? My focus will be: the eccentric, unpredictable and haphazardly varied Wisconsin weather my hometown of Sheboygan - and other places I'm sure - have been burdened under since the beginning of June. I'm sure all of you reading my blog post right now can relate in one way or another. Like Kenny Chesney said..."I think I speak for the crowd". :)

Now perhaps if you don't live in Sheboygan, every weather forecast you've heard hasn't been overshadowed with the phrase cooler near the lake. It's a phrase that is synonymous with Sheboygan weather, and I can't stand it. Every week I watch the weather in order to plan ahead and know what to wear. And every week it's the same thing, I see temperatures climb into the mid to high seventies and I begin to think that summer actually is only a few days away, but then like a shower of needles my hopes are deflated and the ominous words cooler near the lake pop up on the screen, promising warm temperatures but a ever present cool wind that no Sheboyganite can shake like your shadow in broad daylight.

I've lived in Sheboygan my whole life and have learned to live with this little issue. And yes, for all it's coldness and warmth-depleting characteristics I enjoy wading and swimming in Lake Michigan. Albeit I would take a heated pool any day. :). I may be a native Wisconsinite but I simply wasn't built for the cold days. I don't think I'll ever get used to it no matter if I stay in this state the rest of my life or not. My best friend on the other hand has developed a hardy tolerance against the cold and I envy her. In Wisconsin, you either accept the cold and take it stride...or you complain about it every day and bundle up even with summer only steps away.

So why, you might be asking yourself, did I choose the title for this particular blog post? How does it fit in? What do The Beatles have to do with Wisconsin weather. Well, as it turns out, they have nothing to do with it! And neither does the song Here Comes The Sun. It's simply the song's title that I used a sort of a metaphor to translate my frustrations with Sheboygan's weather recently.

For instance, do you recall last week Friday? That day when fall and winter released their grip and summer-like weather swept upon Sheboygan, snuffed out lakeside winds and inched temperatures up to (gasp!) 77? Let me tell you folks, with the way weather is going now I am tempted to mark that date down on my calendar. I sat outside my laptop before dinner and wrote a little in my stories, a nice change from the small desk in my bedroom I usually type in. I also went for a bike ride if I recall clearly. I even went down to the shoreline at King's Beach and waded in for a while, snapping pictures and taking videos with my phone. During the gloriously warm weather yesterday I had wanted to do the same thing, but time had got away on me so I settled for a casual walk around Sheboygan. Then there was yesterday morning, where I had my Mom fish out some of her knee socks - because all of mine have holes thanks to perpetually cold weather :) - so I wouldn't freeze from the Arctic air conditioning in the room of a class I am taking at Great Lakes Training. Low and behold when I came outside to come home I was met with a curling wave of heat that washed over me like a pile of musty wool coats flung from a closet. My Mom and I went over to Randal's and got cones. The ice cream was dripping within a few seconds after I got it.

So what is the point of all these ramblings? That during the long stretch between when spring turns its back on winter and jumps headlong into summer, Sheboygan's weather is as unpredictable as a rusty old car humming down the highway. One day it's running fine, the next day it's puttering and backfiring, keeping you guessing as to what it's going to do next.

Not only that, but I never know how to dress anymore. Which goes against my personality in the most irritating way. I'm the type of person who likes to be prepared for the day once I wake up. A big part of that is knowing what to wear. If the weather shifts every five minutes, or drastically changes for day to day I'm forced to compensate. Which is why the jeans drawer in my dresser is packed with both my jeans and Capri's and all of my sweaters are still vying for space amongst my t-shirts and tank tops. I'm convinced that in Sheboygan, you literally need a walk-in closest because there's no way in hell you'll be able to store away your winter clothes. Believe, you'll need them. Whether you live in Sheboygan or not.

I'm sure every state has this problem, whether it's as varied and haphazard as Sheboygan's is another question. All I know is that one day I'll wake up singing..."here comes the sun!" and the next day I'm saying..."oh wait!" Or perhaps I'll be saying both of those phrases in the same day as the wind decides to shift and fold a cold front over Sheboygan like layered ice packs. I can't stand the shifting winds. It's as if someones playing chess and every move that's made causes another weather system to blow through Sheboygan. :)

In closing, all I can say is I hope tomorrow can be greeted with the phrase..."here comes the sun" and leave it at that.