Five things I hate about warming weather
Even though I’m one of the first
people to put on giant wool sweaters and beg for snow come November, I’m also
someone who loves warm weather. In my perfect world there would be warm spring
days, hot summer days, warm fall days, and sunny snow covered winters. But I
live in Ohio and thanks to the rotation of the Earth and that pesky jet stream,
I know the only thing I can count on is variable weather and mud.
If I could
flip a switch from winter to summer, I would. For me, spring is a time when I
just want things to hurry up. Once the snow is gone I am ready for heat and the
three-month transition is just painfully long. I try to pass the time by
rushing the season, er, preparing myself for the temperature changes. I do
things like putting away all of my boots and pulling out summer clothes,
cleaning the cinders and salt stains out of the floor mats of my car, and
buying flowers that I have to cover because of the frost warnings.
And because
I know that the very second I take the flannel sheets off the bed we will get
snow, and the very day I pack away my hats and gloves I will have to dig them
out to wear while mowing the lawn, I decided to use reverse psychology on the
climate control to bring us all a little sunshine (let’s hope Mother Nature
isn’t reading this) and am sharing five things I hate about warming weather.
1.
None of our shorts fit. The kids all have a
decent excuse for theirs not fitting, but adults really do not. Every year we
take them out and it’s as if the fibers themselves have shrunken in the
darkness of the winter and I spend a good five minutes squatting in my closet
trying to make each pair comfortable again.
2.
I am reminded of the color of my actual skin.
After months of hiding beneath denim and leg hair, exposure to the world is
fairly shocking.
3.
The extra daylight and sunbeams highlight all of
the dust that has been collecting in my house. Spring-cleaning would never have
to happen if we lived in constant darkness, would it?
4.
I have to deal with all of the thermostats in
the car and the house because somehow, 70 degrees in the winter is different
than 70 degrees in the summer.
5.
I have to clean the grill and all of the porch
furniture so we can sit outside and enjoy the nice weather we have been so very
impatiently waiting for.
And with that written down for all
to see, maybe we can actually get a taste of some climbing mercury, pack away those
flannel sheets, and give our skin the sweet taste of sunlight.
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