I'm looking forward to it arriving. It was a warm weekend, and it's hard not to give into the air conditioning sometimes. I am weak when the weather first changes in either direction. I do harden up, though. It helps that we have a few more windows we can open this spring than last; I hope to slice open the living room window soon so we can get a breeze in the living room and dining room (right now those windows are all painted shut).
The garden's going to be late this year. I kept waiting for another frost up until last week, dang it, and now it's hot. St. Louis. But I put down the paper bags over last year's dirt, and the compost, mulch, grass clippings, leaf mold, and so forth are coming soon. It's a simple garden this year--nightshade and herbs (that is, tomatoes, peppers, and herbs, not the actual plant nightshade). And I'm not doing heirloom tomatoes this year either--I didn't start any from my seeds (or anyone's seeds) this January and it's too late now. So it'll be early girls and your basic plum and whatnot this year. But tomatoes grown at home, even basic ones, are a thousand times better than anything trucked in from out of town.
The yard is cleaning up--I let it go totally to seed last summer and fall. Pregnancy. And laziness. The house is making me reasonably happy. Ah, spring.