Longtime readers of this blog will undoubtedly know how I feel about winter.
I hate it. I detest it. I find nothing to like about it.
Here are the things I hate about winter:
- Cold daytime temperatures, and even colder mornings.
- Snow (Luckily, we don't get a lot of snow where I live, but even a small amount is too much.)
- Darkness.
- I am always cold, except when I'm in bed between flannel sheets and under a warm blanket and a weighted blanket.
- Drab, colorless environment.
- Exorbitant heating bills. (I heat with propane, which is an expensive way to heat a house).
- Slick roads
- The sound of the furnace running incessantly
- Static electricity everywhere in the house
- Heavy, constricting clothes: coats, hats, scarves, mittens, gloves
- Glasses that steam up when I enter a warm/er building.
- The length of winter
- Frozen pipes
- Runny nose
So there you have it. I never liked winter, even as a child. I grew up in the Chicago area, and back then, winters were worse than they are now. I did go sledding sometimes, but I have never enjoyed outdoor winter activities. I tried ice skating and never got the hang of it. I went on a 3-day ski trip to Lake Tahoe. I spent more time falling onto the snow than on my skis. The only outdoor winter activity I enjoyed was snowshoeing at Yellowstone National Park. It was a fairly warm (for February in Yellowstone) day, and I had a good time. But other than that single experience, I prefer to stay inside on a cold day.
There at least a couple months of cold weather where I live, but at least we are slowly getting more daylight each day. Soon enough winter will be in the rear view mirror and I can start to look forward to warmer temperatures, longer days and lighter clothing.
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