Buy yourself nice summer clother. Shorts, light button shirts, sandals, etc.
Then you want to go out to wear them.
It's also kinda good in winter. I mean, if what you really want to do is watch a football game topless in the middle of a blizzard. Let us praise beer!
Two words: air conditioning
Full AC!
Thank you for posting this. It’s the second time this week I have had my hatred of heat and humidity affirmed!To me, walking out into the heat and the bright sun feels like walking into a fireplace.
I too, am almost giddy when October rolls around.It’s wonderful to know I am not alone.
You'd be surprised to know.I'm not sure it helps someone with depression to tell them to snap out of it.
It is a real disease of the brain generally involving chemical imbalances, but science is still trying to figure it out further.
I've heard of people getting worse symptoms due to lack of light in the Winter months, but never the opposite.
Fascinating!
When I was a little kid I looked forward to summer as much as . . . or even more than . . . anyone. It meant three months without school and long days doing nothing but chasing grasshoppers in the yard. We were poor but I didn't have to have anything or go anywhere. I had free time and my imagination and that's all I needed.
Now things are very, very different, and for two main reasons:
1)I am disabled and my mobility is almost nil. In fact, I was just told by an orthopedist last week that both my knees need to be rebuilt, and that there's no alternative solution. This will be extremely difficult both because of my insurance situation and because the operation will be extremely dangerous for me.
2)Remember how chrstmas was the most wonderful day of the year as a little kid? It didn't matter if your folks couldn't afford to give you a lot of stuff; it was magical in and of itself. Then you grow up, you learn there's no "santa claus," and things are never the same (plus in my case there's the added factor that I stopped observing chrstimas a quarter of a century ago). This makes December 25 a very, very, very hard day, with memories of when it was so wonderful juxtaposed with it being "just another day" (only more so) today. Well . . . summer is like chrstmas for three months. I don't have the mobility to go out and enjoy life or the money to take any vacations or anything, and being disabled I'm unable to work and spend every day at home anyway. So that magical time of year has become hugely depressing, with the memories of those three wonderful months as a grasshopper-chasing kid juxtaposed with three solid months of "just another day." It's lousy.
But who knows? Maybe I'll get into the hospital sometime before the season is over and have that dangerous operation. At least that would be something.
Most of the time Winter here is a notion. I can put on enough clothes to keep warm and enjoy being outside and grateful for a warm house. It got to 9 below one morning and I didn’t think it too bad. No wind.
Summer just gets harder and harder as I get older. Dad said that too. You can only take off so many clothes! I have started the summer schedule of being out by at least 0600, work to noon or so, cocoon and read until evening then out again until at least dark. If I have to be out it had better be something important or at least productive!
All things considered I’d just as soon skip Summer and go straight to Fall!