We are not cold-weather people. Even though Kevin grew up in Kansas and I grew up in Ohio, we both hate being cold. I’ll even take it a step further and confess that I hate snow. As a matter of fact, one of our marriage pacts was that we would not live in a snow state. Ever. We pledged to stay together “in sickness and in health, in plenty and in want” but snow is a deal-breaker.
Clearly, we stopped too soon in our quests to escape weather that requires long underwear, coats, hats, gloves *and* window scrapers.
There are actually four seasons in Georgia! (Why??) Our perfect environment would have ONE season – summer. We could even compromise and settle for a never-ending spring, but that’s about the extent of our flexibility. Here’s why:
- We don’t like cold-weather activities. You won’t find us skiing, or snowboarding, or mushing a team of sled dogs across a frozen tundra.
- We’ve lived in Georgia long enough to accept that “sun delay” is real and is regularly discussed on newscasts and weather/traffic reports. Neither of us is willing to go back to dealing with “black ice” on the roads. Or shoveling driveways and walkways. Or warming up our cars for 10 minutes before leaving the house. That’s a whole ‘nother level of adulting.
- We love the sun.
- Seasonal affective disorder (SAD). (Look it up – it’s a thing.) We are not happy campers when it gets midnight-dark shortly after 5 p.m. SAD is a mood disorder with symptoms like fatigue, depression, and social withdrawal that appear during late fall or early winter and go away during the sunnier days. SAD is pretty common – Kevin and an estimated 10 million people in the U.S. suffer from it.
So what do we do when the seasons change and we’re on the cold side of the calendar? Usually, we don’t do anything. We just suck it up and wait for spring, but this year is different. We’ve got a plan: load up on health supplements, especially vitamin D (this “sunshine vitamin” helps reduce depression), surround ourselves with sunny images (all of our electronic wallpapers/screensavers are beach selfies or sunrise/sunsets), and get a daylight lamp.
Kevin says the only good things about fall are football (go Chiefs!) and fall colors. Don’t get him started on winter when his spirit animal – the bear – takes over. All he wants to do is eat and sleep. I can’t wait until spring so I can get my man back. Maybe it’s time to start planning our next beach trip…
Which season is your least favorite? Why?