I don’t eat cottage cheese and I don’t like it, so why would someone say to me: “enjoy your cottage cheese”? Okay, they probably wouldn’t. Yet people sometimes a person will tell me to “enjoy the sunshine.” Unlike enjoying cottage cheese I don’t even know what this means. Am I expected to go outside and feel the sun on my face and exclaim: “this is great!”? Am I supposed to go for a walk “in the sun”? If the latter does that mean I’m supposed to enjoy the look of the cloudless sky and the large yellow orb in the sky? What the hell?
Sunshine has it’s place in the world. A sunny day, particularly following a series of cloudy or rainy days can be most welcome. But by and large I don’t care for the sun beating down on me. If it’s in your face it can be damned annoying and obscure your vision. I hate the sun in my face. I especially dislike the sun if it’s hot, after all the sun is the source of that heat. No thanks.
Give me fog, rain or at least overcast. Keep the temperatures down in the low sixties at most. I’ve got coats, jacket, scarves t and sweatshirts, let me wear them. I hate coming home sweaty because it was hot outside.
I make a point of letting people know my feelings about the sun and sunny days. They never seem to hear it. I’m still told to “enjoy the sunshine.” I still hear: “isn’t it beautiful out?” “What a nice day.” “What great weather.” Drives me nuts. It's like people don't want to listen to contrary opinions.
Making it worse people will cheer on the sun during a drought. I remember at work once someone mentioned we were finally going to get rain after months without a drop, this at a time when there were fears of a drought. One co-worker responded with “oh no!” As if she'd just been told that a meteor was going to crash somewhere in the area. Some people — check that, many people — seem to want it to be 75 degrees and sunny everyday. How terribly boring.
Give me variety. Mix in some rain with the sun, some sun with the rain. Bring in some clouds. Speaking of which, I’ll never understand people raving about cloudless days. If we’re going to have blue skies there’s nothing prettier than big white puffy clouds scattered about. No clouds is depressing, empty, like death.
I’ve had people get annoyed with me because I bristle at sunny days and celebrate the rain. They can’t stand that I won’t get with the program and be like everyone else. Why do I have to be a spoilsport and have my own opinions?
A final word on this: often those warm (or hot), sunny days people extol are a product of global warming. We experienced that here a few weeks ago when there was a week of record-breaking heat. High temperature records were set virtually everyday. It was all down to — this accord to meteorologists — climate change. That makes it worse when people are essentially celebrating global warming. These are the same people who love a good drought too.
Enjoy the sunshine? Can’t do it. Just as I can’t enjoy cottage cheese.
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