The Next 10 Days Might Force Me To Start A Grunge Band

My grunge rock face!

The sun. Reclusive yet glorious. Held captive yet mighty.

I look for the shiny graphic depicting its warmth in the morning and evening when I check Portland’s latest 10-day forecast. Rarely do I find it.

I am obsessed with the thought of the sun making a guest appearance in this months-long off-Broadway production starring gray, sulking clouds. I say this after basking in mid-60s sunshine the past two days. I don’t feel greedy. I feel like a person starved for weeks, if not months, who has just been fed (Vitamin D, in this instance) and wants more.

Of course, the sun has retreated. What a tease! It will show its face again, eventually. Just not in the next 10 days.

Yep, that’s 10 straight days of rain. It was inevitable, I guess. On average, Portland receives more than four inches of rain each March. Through 10 days, the city has received four-tenths of an inch, according to The Weather Channel. The tears of the city’s trees constituted the majority of rainwater we received this month. That may be half-true.

This forecasted extended dirge of precipitous pitter-patter makes me want to fast forward the next 10 days. Since that is not an option, I might just start a grunge tribute band in the interim and perfect my ability to mumble angry nothings into a microphone.

Portland’s winters — highs between 35 and 45, rain everyday — are an endurance test. I know this. The city’s summers — highs between 75 and 85, sun everyday — are as awesome as the winters are awful. I know this too.

This winter should be ending soon … unless it decides to stay an extra month without alerting anyone like a freeloading roommate I once had. Until I am confident winter has died, I am keeping a vigil for the sun’s safe return.

Written by: CajunTomato on March 10, 2012.
Last revised by: CajunTomato on July 28, 2012.