So, WKRC just called this the "winter of our discontent" and is busy now with the Wicked Winter Weather graphic doing a story on Winter Weather Fatigue Setting In. How long will it last? When will it end? (To her credit, after all the gloom, Angenette Levy did say it was beautiful as the poor thing did her live bit from outside).
Seems like I have experienced Winter every year, and every year, without fail, it ends, and Spring arrives. Every year. Yes, it's cold. It's winter. Spring will come.
Am I the only one that is more sick of people complaining about the weather than the weather itself?
My Mom said not to waste any energy complaining about the weather, you can't do anything about it other than dress appropriately. We also used to sit on the porch and watch storms, because it was cool seeing the trees blow and the rain fall. She also said, as I do, that Cincinnati is a great place because we get all 4 seasons. It is!
Not everyone agrees, and everyone can't move to their preferred climate. I get that. Wallowing in your discontent is, however, not helping you feel better, is it?
One last weather anecdote. Larry Valmore (UMYF counselor, leader, role model) used to tell the story of delivering papers, and how miserable he was on those early mornings when he sat on the tailgate in the rain, throwing papers. One day, he accepted the fact that he was going to get wet, and getting wet wasn't a big deal anymore.
It's winter. It gets cold in the winter. Spring will come.