My mother is such a funny character; She’s the sweetest little lady & she cares so much about her children! However, she’s also a total nut task.
She’s one of the most neurotic & stressed out humans I’ve ever met.
No matter what is going on in her world, she’s pretty riled up about it, and that’s why I shouldn’t be surprised that she’s currently up in arms about the Summer weather. She lives in the northern midwest where the weather is less than ideal; Most of the year it is quite cold & snowy there. She spends every afternoon going outside & caring for large horses in the tundra. She battles feet of snow, blustery wind, & falling ice. She layers up in clothing to protect against the brutal cold & opportunity of frostbite. She stomps through an arctic wasteland for 6 weeks of the year, & complains about it every single afternoonâ€¦ It’s understandable that she doesn’t adore the brutal cold & Wintertide weather, but you would think that another season might make her happier. That isn’t the case; Last week, my mom’s weather finally transitioned from Wintertide to summer, & she is not ecstatic. She’s been calling myself and others every afternoon, complaining endlessly about the silly heat & humidity. It’s over 80 degrees here, she says in a panic. I’m so sweaty & angry, I don’t think how I’m going to make it out in the sunshine this week, she says dramatically. I laugh, as I turn down my thermostat in the deep south, & brace for the 100 degree air temperature outside.