I'm not a huge fan of the cold, the snow or the short days but I can deal with it. There are some good things about winter was well. I love a hot cup of coffee right after I finish clearing the driveway and walks of the fallen white stuff. That's one. Hold on, I can think of some more . . .
Anyway, what I can't stand about this time of year is the bitching about this time of year. I know someone who every time I see them feels it neccessary to remind me of how much shw hates this time of year. Also 50 years of living in the area, you'd think they would have learned to deal with it, huh?
"Yes, I know, I know you hate winter. You hate the early sunset and late sunrise, you hate the snow, you hate the cold. This I know. You have made it painfully clear over and over and over again! Move somewhere else if you don't like it. No one says you have to live up in northern Illinois! Do whatever makes you happy, but just SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
That's what I would like to say. But, alas, I say nothing. I smile, nod and hope the conversation moves one.
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