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 During the hideous winter days of January and February, I can't help but think that the animals had it right; that evolving into post-modern, thumb-wielding apes wasn't such a good idea. It seems to me that hibernation is a good thing and shovelling snow and shivering in freezing rain does not prove our superiority.
Unfortunately, the post-modern hibernation replacement is not pretty. While our primal guts and age-old instincts tell us to stay under the covers as long as we can, to eat comfort food daily, our real-world scenario throws us for an ugly loop come the first hot spell (or is it a hot snap?) For example, today, the crack Pigdump marketing team has a client meeting outside the office, so the usual t-shirt and jeans just won't do. Furthermore, it's about 100 degrees and humid outside, so we must break out the old Rubbermaid TM storage containers and release the long-awaited summer wardrobe. Well. The sweet summer dresses and executive linen blouses just ain't enough to cover the ample extra bits brought on by months of faux-hibernation, and the crack team finds itself with nothing to wear (I now understand the concept of control-top panties. Never made sense before.) Which leads me to another thing... wouldn't it be easier if we just had fur? And we could lose it when needed? Darn. I guess I'll have to make my way to the fancy shops so that my big brain can tell my dextrous thumb to open the wallet and pull out a ridiculous amount of money so that I can wear summer togs that will try to hide the fact that I'm just barely human.
Tomorrow: I learned the truth at 17.
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