Tiresome of Winter Already....

I know that I live in Pennsylvania and that it does indeed snow here in the winter months, but that doesn't mean I have to like it! I rather HATE it to be quite honest with you. The very first snow fall of the year is always pretty and full of the wonder but after that it can go to HELL!

What I hate most about the cold, dreary and dark winter months is having to clean all that white shit off of my car. I had to clean my car off 3 times yesterday, and each time I was silently muttering to myself, "god I hate this". I don't do well in the cold. I am more of an autumn kinda gal. I wish that GM would invent a car that cleans itself. I mean come on, they've come up with self cleaning ovens, what would be so hard about a car that can do the work for you? Maybe someday when I'm rich I can just hire some pimple-faced teenager to do it for me.

Winter is my least favorite of the seasons and I'll be grateful when it is all over. I hate having to bundle up against the whipping wind as it slams into my face, causing my eyes to water and snot to drip from nose. It is just a miserable time of year for me. Even when I was a kid I didn't enjoy the winter like the other kids. I would cry and pitch a fit when my mother would make us go out, "to get the stink off you". We always had to wear those snowsuits that made that awful swish, swish sound every time you took a step, I hated those and the itchy scarfs that my mother would wrap around my face. It always felt like I was suffocating. Then I'd get shoved out the door and told "have a good time, don't come back for atleast an hour". I'd huddle in my snow hut while the other kids frolicked and played the eskimo way just waiting for the hour to be up and the promise of feeling being restored to my frozen toes.

Not much has changed since then; I still hate winter. Does it show?