But man, I moved north because I get underboob sweat when I walk outdoors in Oklahoma from March-November. Sorry for crossing the too much information line, but it had to be said; nothing conveys feeling like discussing sweat in uncomfortable places. It runs over my ribs and hits my hip bones and generally bothers me. That also means that I'm burning my pale skin and exposing myself to the sun's harmful rays.
Yes, that's really why I moved back to Washington state. I was melting. Now? I'm melting.
So my life is about cold, fizzy hydration. Thank goodness we have a Sodastream.
Rather than keep complaining about the big hot ball of gas in the sky, I'm going to remind myself of the things I love about winter. Once March rolled around in Oklahoma, I'd start becoming anxious about the heat. By May it would be 100 degrees outside in the afternoon and from June through September, it wouldn't get below 90 at night. I'd say "I miss winter" and my friends would say "wait until winter, then you'll miss this". But they were wrong.
I don't miss summer, ever. I love spring and I love fall best of all, but I'm not a summer girl.
So, some things I love about winter:
|Warm houses on cold days!|
|A reason to stay home and snuggle|
|And everything moves at a slower pace.|
I can't wait! Oh, fall, get here fast.