it usually takes me 10 minutes to drive to work. today, due to a malicious snow storm, it took me 45, meaning i was about half an hour late. and when i got there, i found this:
i'd never seen one in real life before and now here it was, standing on the kitchen counter for no good reason, staring amicably at me with unblinking blue eyes. plasticine, or whatever, has never made me feel so unsettled.
but the point is not that.
the point is that i have decided not to hate winter anymore.
i've spent my whole life either dreading or hating that fourth and foulest season, kvetching and grouching, making lists of reasons and more reasons to fuel into full-fledged flame my loathing fire, angry january tears hardening into delicate ice crystal droplets on my frost-bitten cheek [yes, it really is that bad]. [it really is.]
but last night, i decided that the winter of 2010/11 is going to be different. and i have a game plan: i am going to pretend to love it until i actually do.
i'm going to talk all the time about how beautiful it is, how clean it feels, how cozy i feel looking out at it, how fun it is to bundle up, yada yada yada. i'm going to make myself sick.
and i'm going to vomit cheery little snowflakes.
so here it is, my very first reason that i just love winter:
1. i can wear mittens. do you know what this means? this means my germophobic self can actually touch things in public! door handles, arm rests, handrails; a whole new world has opened up to me!
I LOVE WINTER!