Labor Day has passed – the unofficial end of summer. Today the calendar says “First Day Of Autumn” and the weather will change accordingly or has, depending where you are. Many of you are looking forward to fall… the cooler temperatures, the changing colors, all things pumpkin and fall fashion. By “fashion” I mean, jackets with shorts, sweaters with shorts, and Ugg boots with shorts.
Although summer is my favorite time of year, fall isn’t so bad. The only thing I don’t like about fall (other than the ubiquitous pumpkin and the bizarre outfits) is that it’s the entryway to the bane of my existence… winter.
Some say that hate is too strong a word to use for anything other than pure evil. That being said, I hate winter. I love the sun (see post on Happiness). I love swimming, going to the lake or the pool, baseball, wearing just one layer of clothes, green grass and trees, flowers in bloom, and blue skies. I love all things summer. Winter in the south means frigid temperatures without the benefit of snow. Plus the usual dreary, gray skies, dead plant life, cold and flu season, football, and layers of cold clothes that only seem to trap the cold deep inside me.
I don’t just dislike cold, it literally causes me physical pain. It sinks all the way to my bones and I’m unable to get warm. I’m also unable to focus on anything other than getting warm and relieving myself of this pain! People say that I can always add more clothes, but unless the clothes are heated, it doesn’t help. My clothes absorb the cold that I’m trying to avoid. It doesn’t matter if it’s the chill of winter or an air conditioner blowing way too cold in the summertime, it is painful to me.
There was a time when we southerners endured our sweltering summers by sitting outside on our porches with a fan and some iced tea. But somewhere along the way, we (not me, of course) became dependent upon the AC. As soon as Spring arrives, before I have thawed out from winter, air conditioners everywhere are blasting frigid air. I haven’t worn a pair of shorts in over a decade because everywhere I go in the summertime is freezing… restaurants, movies, the grocery store, shops, you name it. If I had known how cold hospitals are kept, it might have altered my decision to become a nurse. (Do I have to write “LOL” here, or do you get my humor? I love being a nurse!)
I’m outnumbered at home, so my house is also colder than I would like in the summer. Every winter, as soon as the temperature drops, my husband starts complaining that it’s “too cold” outside. And every year, I say the same thing… “What do you mean it’s too cold? This is how our house feels all summer!” I can guarantee that this conversation will happen verbatim sometime in December.
Before you start commenting that winter is necessary to kill mosquitoes, or some nonsense like that… how do you explain tropical areas that have no winter? I’ve been to the tropics and I’ve never been carried off by a mosquito that failed to experience winter. The trees and plant life don’t appear to be exhausted from their constant bloom with no winter break.
I’ve never heard anyone utter the words, “Winter went by too fast!”
There’s an actual, real medical condition called Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD for short). It should be called WAD – Winter Affective Disorder because NO ONE gets it in any season other than Winter. NO ONE gets SAD in the seasons of Spring, Summer and Fall! (Please don’t misread that. People can be depressed any time of the year. I’m speaking of the medical condition called SAD). It affects mood, energy, and sleep cycles. One well documented cure for SAD is Springtime! Seriously, read the literature.
Therefore, I vote that we do away with this cold, dark, mental-illness-causing nonsense known as Winter. Immediately!
|This is me in the winter – or at work all year!|