If I mention the weather at all this time of year, it’s to complain about it. I don’t complain about summer weather unless it turns somehow wintry. This is February, and the best thing about February is that it’s the shortest month of the year.

But oh my, what a gorgeous day we had in the North Bay today. I can’t even tell you what a day like this does to keep me going. (Then why am I here?) I know the rain is coming. In two weeks the Russian River will probably flood. (I’m just guessing; please don’t place any wagers based on my forecast.) But for now I can stand to get up in the morning, and I can walk out the front door and soak up the rays.

Well, except I can’t, not really. I spent the whole day doing payroll for two companies. As the original company grows, the payroll gets more involved and takes up more of my time. I can’t knock it out in a couple of hours any more. But it’s a lot easier if I can do it while sitting next to a wide open front door, with fresh air streaming in.

I have to enjoy the warm sunshine while I can, though, because as soon as the sun starts to go down, a chill descends on us. It’s a sudden phenomenon, and it can sneak up on you before you know what’s happening. One minute spring is here, and in a flash it’s winter again. (Which it is, actually, whether I like to admit it or not.)

Lack of time wasn’t the only thing that kept me home today. Until I can get the turn signal fixed on my car, I’m not going to be traveling much. I called the dealer and explained the problem. They couldn’t tell me if my problem is part of the recall, or just a burned out bulb. They also couldn’t give me an appointment until 1:30 pm tomorrow, so I’m stranded until then. Or I feel like it, anyway.