I am one of those freaks that dislikes Summer. I hate the heat. I don’t like beaches or lounging by the poolside. Even when I was a young kid I would think, “Wow, thank God for air-conditioning. How the heck did people live without it?”
Autumn is my favourite time of year, because YAY it signals the end of Summer! Colourful leaves, crisp cool days? Sign me up. Spring is also tolerable, but I don’t love it nearly as much as Fall. For one thing it’s too wet, and for another the weather is heading in the wrong direction, it just keeps getting warmer out. Yuck.
I usually don’t mind Winter. I’d rather be too cool, vs too hot. If you’re cold you can always toss on an extra layer of clothes, right? But this year… I don’t know. I am just so sick of Winter, and of this winter-like sad excuse for springtime that we are currently living through. Here in southwestern Ontario the majority of our Winter has been dismal and grey. I’m watching online as others post photos of a beautiful white Winter wonderland, complete with tobogganing and snowmen. While here it’s all slush and frozen mud. Anytime we had a decent snowfall, that’s when everyone in my household would be sick, so the number of times we got outside playing in the snow was dismally low.
I am just SO done with this grey weather. The wintertime cold has leeched into me. I feel chilled, like I need to warm myself by the fire. I’ve actually been window shopping, looking at electrical heaters. I think I’d like to pop one in the computer room, right next to me as I sit here typing.
I think I just need sunshine. I need to get outdoors. I need to play in the grass with my kids. Spring is coming, I hear the birdsong and I’ve seen buds poking through the frozen mud. And this year I welcome it more then usual. Are you with me? Looking forward to a little sunshine and green grass?