While lounging around in a t-shirt and shorts for the last 4 winters, I occasionally thought that I missed the changing seasons and cold. That was delusional thinking. I've spent 42 of my 46 winters in places like Chicago, Montana, Colorado, and Boston--this was no shock to my system or anything like that. It just sucked. Having to get up early and drive extra carefully, hoping that you don't get stuck somewhere or get run off of the road or have some other winter tragedy befall you.
If anything did happen, i'd have to explain why i don't have better tires, an ice scraper, warm clothes, a hat, gloves, or any of the other things that sane people living in climates that have snow in October should have. Sigh....
This is the view from the school entrance next to my room.
This makes me want to go to California!