I know plenty of people who swear that they care about living in our part because they couldn’t stand to be in a temperature that was constant all year round.
They insist that the changing seasons make all the difference in their happiness, and they can’t even imagine having one set of weather conditions for the duration of the year. They say there are too numerous great things to look forward to in each passing season, and there would be no fun if they had stable weather to contend with. I guess these people are morons, then let me explain; each season is difficult where I live, however the longest season regularly seems to be winter. This means you can look forward to brutally cold air temperatures for 6 months on end. The temperature is certainly in the single digits, and that’s not accounting for wind chill. You spend all your time indoors, because it’s insufferable to leave the comfort of your furnace for even a moment in the elements. You are practically glued to your central heater, seeking out every air vent in your house to soak up any bit of heat possible. The winter season is long and boring, and it feels like Spring will never arrive. All season you dream of hot air, and of being able to free yourself of your ties to the furnace at home. The thought of being comfortable without control device intervention is amazing, and becomes this coveted treasure in the distant future. Every afternoon that you wake up to hear the furnace humming along feels like defeat.