You certainly remember my short list of things that annoy me, don't you?? I've got another thing to add to the list. And no doubt you've heard of Seasonal Affective Disorder...right? The disorder that lends some people to depression and no energy during the winter months? Well, I don't want anybody to hate me or call me names, but I think I may have some sort of a summer version of it. There is such a thing, you know. I have never really thought about it too much. Weather just isn't something I wake up thinking about every single morning of my life. And I've never complained about rain or gray skies. In fact, I sort of like them..... And, don't get me wrong, I'd never beg for snow day after day all winter long..... but the summer..... I'm not quite sure what to make of it. You'd think that by this time in one's life, you'd have it all figured out.....but apparently not.
I've found myself actually irritated, agitated, when it gets sunny out. I mean, I like it and all....the sunshine. But I definitely don't like the heat of summer. Sun = Good. Heat = Bad. It's weird because so many folks, especially in places like Portland where it rains much of the winter, would slap the doo-doo out of me for complaining about nice weather. I love summer morning and nights...but afternoons, and the heat that comes with them, have always been my least favorite time of the day. I was at the beach today (yes, THAT beach) and enjoying it. But it wasn't long before I found myself wishing I were under a tree in the shade instead. I get irritated by bad drivers and silly people doing stupid things. I don't like to sweat. I can't stand being hot. I always need some good cool air flow. The air conditioner and I are tight. I think my favorite seasons are spring and fall, then winter, then summer....last.
Go ahead, hate me. Tell me I'm off my rocker. Make fun of me. It'll just irritate me more.