One of the things I struggle with living in San Diego is the weather. When you grow up in the midwest, you begin to equate weather with events, holidays, & emotions. The weather is so fickle & tricky that you never know what to expect on any given day.
But here...it's nice all the time. Even when it's chilly, it's nice. I don't know how to react to this kind of consistent weather. Back in Ohio or Illinois, when it snowed & I didn't like it I could just boycott the weather and stay curled up in bed. Or if was rainy & cold I could take out my angered disappointment by staying indoors. But here...when it's nice all the time, I feel like I need to be happy all the time. And I usually am. The weather here doesn't accommodate bad moods or bad days. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe it's what I need in life. More sunshine.
It's going to be in the mid-seventies here in my little neighborhood. After that little rant above, I feel sheepish admitting that I'm looking forward to it.
Tomorrow I'm going to post some of my goals for 2012. Stay tuned.
This is an interesting way to think about this. I often blame the rain and snow for "making" me feel down and out, but at the same time, that cycle of ups and downs is definitely something I'm used to and would probably miss if it went away.
ReplyDeleteBecky-I didn't think I would miss the constant fickleness of Midwestern weather, but I do. I especially missed the beauty of autumn...
ReplyDelete-Sarah