Bad News, Worse News, then Good News

So, I live in Minnesota. My adventures over the last couple months and the weather reminds me all the time.

The day after Memorial Day, I am at work. I am in the copy room making copies. I reach up to itch the back of my neck and I feel something that shouldn't be there. I try to get it out of my hair. It's stuck. All of a sudden I panic. I grab my papers from the copy room, throw them in my office and run to the "outdoors woman" that I work with. She's on the phone so I leave a post-it note saying, "I need to talk to you!!!" I walk back to my office and sit down, thinking I can get my mind off of the horrible thing on my neck. It doesn't work. I notice my breathing is shallow and I start getting dizzy. I put my head between my knees (cause that's what you are supposed to do when you are hyperventilating...I think). I start pacing. I keep checking to see if my co-worker is off the phone. I can't control my breathing. Full panic mode sets in. After what seems like forever, my co-worker walks in. I shut my office door behind her and start tearing up and tell her that I need her help. She sits down, thinking someone just died. I lift up my hair and ask the dreaded question, "Is there a tick on the back of my neck?!?!?" She almost fell over laughing. I'm crying, she's laughing. She looks, and yes, there was a tick in my neck. I get the willies just thinking about it. She gets it out; all-the-while laughing at the poor city girl. I survived. People here say it's "no big deal" and "it happens all the time." What a horrible childhood these people must have had to think that having a disgusting tick lodge itself under your skin be "no big deal." Frankly, I feel sorry for them.

Weather sucks here. We never really had a summer. It was more reminiscent of Spring. 70's - 80's from April to September. I loved it. Here is the problem, last Saturday, it was nice. Sunday I woke up and it was in the 50's. No easing into the frigid cold. Just BAM, there it is. I wore my thermals to work yesterday. I am not ready yet. It is now dropping to the 30's at night.

On a brighter note, I still love my job and the boy I moved out here for. I also get to go home for my 30th birthday in 2 weeks! I can't wait!!!!!!!