I walk around in a funk all winter long as I look at the dark skies and the constant threat of snow.
I grew up in the south and I remember thinking how cool it must be to live up north. I thought about skiing and snow sledding during the winter. I couldn’t imagine going outside and building a snowman. If it got cold here, I had to wear long pants to school and carry a sweater. We knew that in the afternoon, it would be warm enough to have left the sweater home. I didn’t know that there were heating systems that were portable, or heat pumps. I thought it was going to be cool when I was offered a job up north. I wanted to be able to go up there and sled with my kids. I never thought about how cold it had to be to have snow. I am now hating life. The winds blow and it is so cold I can feel my nose hairs freezing. We have an efficient running furnace and our home is warm, but I shiver when I listen to the wind blow. I would rather be back in the south where I had air conditioning all year round. I walk around in a funk all winter long as I look at the dark skies and the constant threat of snow. I know that my furnace is good, but I don’t really care. I worry that if the cold doesn’t take me out a falling icicle will. My kids are loving the cold and snow. I just keep hoping that either my wife or I will get another transfer back to the south so I can get out of here.