This weather is for the birds. I'm an east coast girl. I like my seasons. It's one of the reasons I can't imagine living anywhere else. I'm not a fan of summer. I'm more of a Spring-Fall girl with a little Winter mixed in. But when my kids are wearing shorts to school and I'm pulling weeds in the backyard because it's starting to look like a jungle, and it's January? It makes me cranky. It's supposed to be cold in January not 60 degrees.
I want the ground to freeze (so the weeds won't grow and Gunner will stop digging to China.)
I want to pay the gas company more money for heat (our last bill was only $98.)
It's winter dammit, I want it to snow!