I. Am. Sunburned.
Here it is, February, and I am already working on my farmer’s tan. It’s only going to get worse. Today I was outside all morning to wash our floor for winterguard (the floor is essentially a giant tarp) so that I can spend all day on Monday painting the floor. Well, not just me. The guard kids were all there today and will be there on Monday, too. Next Saturday we are doing a carwash for a fundraiser. I’m pretty stinkin’ sure I’ll get even more burned on Monday and next Saturday, regardless on whether or not I wear sunblock.
I’m not complaining… too much. It’s gorgeous outside, and I welcome the chance to be out in the sun in shorts and a t-shirt. I’m not bragging, either… too much. I’ve spent many a February freezing as I wear long underwear under my jeans and a scarf tight around my neck. I’ve done my share of shoveling snow, slipping on ice, and being concerned about my hair freezing because I should have gotten up 15 minutes earlier than I did.
I just can’t believe it’s February and I got sunburned today!!