This is curious. We recently got a ton of snow in the Delaware Valley region. I’m sure they’ve seen more in the past, but in the 11 years I’ve lived in New Jersey, it’s a record breaker.
And it didn’t bother me.
Sure, the shoveling was tough, but I got through it. I enjoyed having the snow around. It was a nice change of scenery.
What’s weird is talking to people about it. At work, when people are
bitching complaining about all the snow, I mention that I’d rather have the snow than the heat in the middle of summer.
The reactions that I get are along the lines of “How could you, you, you… MONSTER!”
Maybe I’m exaggerating a tiny bit, but most people react very badly. Even at dinner tonight, Christina was talking about a weather forecast that includes about 5 days of solid rain. Ugh. Hate it. I said I’d rather have snow. Christina’s reaction was to ask me if I knew what that meant…
As if God is going to schedule the weather around my preferences.
Seriously, why do people get worked up when I mention that I wouldn’t mind it if the weather stayed cold longer? I like the cold. I don’t like to sweat. And I’d MUCH rather shovel snow than pay another $450 electric bill in the summer. Snow doesn’t cost me anything extra. Snow is cool to watch. Rain is just miserable. In any case, the weather doesn’t bend to my will. It would be about as effective as getting mad at me if I said I wouldn’t care if LOST got cancelled. They don’t make programming decisions based on my apathy.