Every year I'm devided over winter.
It goes something like this:
End of October -- Ooooh, first snow, how pretty. Ooohh, start a fire, it'll make it cozy.
End of November -- Have to get ready for Christmas, need snow for that, Ooohh pretty
End of December -- Still loving the snow, it looks pretty, but starting to hate having to lug in the wood for the wood stove, so we switch to running the pellet stove, much easier
End of January -- Meh, the snow looks OK, but getting quite tired (and sore) from the shoveling and lugging wood around
February -- OK, I'm DONE. Now hating the snow (shoveling and driving in it) and NOT enjoying having to do all the wool/pellet lugging and toes/fingers frezzing off outside.
March -- Anxiously checking the weather forcast 100 times a day for any sign of it maybe warming up and being overjoyed every day that the temp during the day is above 32F.
Almost there
Of course I do the same thing in reverse in the summer and I'm misserable anytime it gets above 90F
It goes something like this:
End of October -- Ooooh, first snow, how pretty. Ooohh, start a fire, it'll make it cozy.
End of November -- Have to get ready for Christmas, need snow for that, Ooohh pretty
End of December -- Still loving the snow, it looks pretty, but starting to hate having to lug in the wood for the wood stove, so we switch to running the pellet stove, much easier
End of January -- Meh, the snow looks OK, but getting quite tired (and sore) from the shoveling and lugging wood around
February -- OK, I'm DONE. Now hating the snow (shoveling and driving in it) and NOT enjoying having to do all the wool/pellet lugging and toes/fingers frezzing off outside.
March -- Anxiously checking the weather forcast 100 times a day for any sign of it maybe warming up and being overjoyed every day that the temp during the day is above 32F.
Almost there

Of course I do the same thing in reverse in the summer and I'm misserable anytime it gets above 90F






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