Weather watching is a sign of getting old

When I was younger, I used to laugh about how obsessed adults were with the weather. They were always talking about it, complaining about it, and watching TV or listening to the radio to find out what it was going to do next. I thought that was the silliest thing I’d ever heard of. If you want to know what the weather’s like, just go outside, right?

But as I got older, I started to do the same thing. By the time the Internet was a thing, I was checking the weather forecasts on the computer. And with the advent of the smartphone, I found myself glued to the weather app, checking to see what the next few hours were going to bring.

I don’t know if city people do the same thing, but I imagine they do. I just wonder why it really matters to people who spend their whole lives inside. That’s the only time I’m not checking the weather forecasts – when I don’t have time to get outside and go shoot, fish, hike, hunt, or camp. If I’m just going from home to work and back home again, I really don’t care if it’s 100 degrees or if there’s a blizzard raging.

The thing is, whatever the weather is doing right now, it’s not going to stay that way for long. It might be 75 degrees and sunny one moment, and the next, the temperature could drop 30 degrees, the wind could kick up to 40 miles an hour, and it could be snowing or raining. And then an hour later, it’s back up to 75 again. I need to know what the weather’s going to do so I can be ready to go catch some fish or sight in a rifle in the brief window of nice weather, if we’re lucky enough to get one. So maybe I’m getting to be one of those old people I always used to laugh at. I guess it happens to all of us at some point.