So here we are in the middle of the summer and I’m loving it! Every morning I pull out of the driveway and roll the windows down a little, just to feel the warm summer air hit me. I love seeing the sunshine and feeling the heat on my skin. The plants are green and the sky is always a beautiful blue color. Outside of work hours, I only wear a t-shirt, shorts, and tennis shoes. For me, it doesn’t get any better than that and if I never saw another winter again, I’d be very happy. I am a summer person.
We have a little chihauhau named Lucy and she is definately a summertime dog. Lucy and I could sit outside in the sunshine and soak in the sun all day long. When we take her outside to do her business, she will take her sweet time if it’s over 80 degrees, but during the winter months, it’s like a race to see how fast she can pee and then get back inside again. I completely understand how she feels.
To put it bluntly: I hate the winter. I can’t get over the annoying process of having to put on multiple layers of everything. Two pairs of socks, long johns under your pants, three shirts, a jacket, scarf, gloves, and something to keep head of yours warm. And then, the even more annoying process of having to take half all those clothes off as soon as you get to where you’re going.
Then there’s the wintertime depression. I know that I am not the only one that gets hit with this hard in the wintertime. I can’t help but look outside at the grey, cloudy sky and all the dead trees and plants and feel no motivation to do anything whatsoever. Being outside in the winter is miserable to me. There’s no color, no warmth, no hope, and seemingly no life, and I sometimes feel the same way on the inside.
My arch nemeses in the wintertime are the dreaded “winter people.” As I am a summer person, there are indeed people crazy enough out there to love winter as much as I do summer. I simply don’t get it. I don’t understand how one can go outside and enjoy the feeling of the air that is so freakishly cold that it feels as if my face is frozen, and love it. I have seriously been around people who step outside and feel that it’s cold and shout in joy. What in this world? Whatever floats your frozen boat, I guess. If you enjoy everything looking like death and having no face, then you are clearly weird in my book.
How can you not love summer? The pool is open (I love the smell of chlorine, by the way). The sun is shining longer hours in the day. Vacations are easy because I only have to pack t-shirts and shorts. You can actually use your backyard and have cookout parties. Boating and fishing at the lake. I also love getting up early in the morning and taking a long walk to start the day.
Clearly I’m a summertime person. Heatmiser or Snowmiser – Which team are you on?