I AM SO SICK OF WINTER! There, I said it. And now I’ve joined the grumpy, bundled up masses just trying to get through the day without freezing off their a**es! Generally, I love winter, love the snow, love the beauty of it…I even love the cold when I’m prepared for it as it utterly fascinates. But today, at this time, I’m sick of it – let me explain…
Growing up in the desert (Saudi Arabia), has made me appreciate extremes. For example, the heat in Saudi, is very similar to that of say, Vegas (if one makes it outside the casino) – unrelenting; like being a chicken cutlet in a 450 degree oven. So for me, the arctic-like cold is also fascinating. Without the appropriate protection, one can freeze to death. And it is this danger that fascinates. And this amazement that makes me realize that I’m so small – my problems, are so small – and that life is a precious and privileged thing.
While I’ve reveled in these thoughts of puniness, and insignificance, and relished in the bigger picture (i.e. boys stop fighting don’t you realize that the climate outside is colder than where the penguins in that movie live?! That shut them up…) I’m now completely in the present. And my problems don’t seem puny or insignificant for I have discovered a hole in my boot. Not a metaphor…but a real hole in my boot. And NOT one that is obvious either. NO. Just a tiny, small crack that for the past 2 weeks has been the source of perplexity…
It’s hard to think of the wonder, the greater, the bigger and the larger when you have a hole in your boot! I bought these boots that are supposed to insulate and protect – to shield me from the cold. And now that my defenses are down, my problems have become the wonder, the greater, the bigger and the larger. The solution should be simple…buy a new pair of boots. In February, however, every store window has succumbed that winter has overstayed its welcome and so I’m met with “oh, sorry ma’am, we sold out weeks ago” more times than I care to share and “did you check out our new cruise wear?” Say what?!
I have an “I want it all” attitude. And this attitude has fuelled many a decision – one in particular which I will divulge in the coming weeks (stay tuned!) Just this past weekend, while having dinner with some friends I was asked, “Do you prefer it when your mascara fans out your lashes or makes them thicker?” To which I responded, “Why can’t I have both?”
If I can’t have it all, why am I willing to write it all off?
As a self-defense mechanism, I frequently decide that something is just not worth having / pursuing / getting when that very thing is no longer exactly as envisioned. For example – I covet a particular bag. It’s absolutely fantastic in the window. Then when I go to visit said bag, it has a funny zipper, or the hardware is silver (and not gold) or the cross-body strap does not adjust and is fit for an amazon instead of 5 foot, four-and-a-half-inches-on-a-good-day, me. And instead of being upset about how things just didn’t work out, I toss it aside and move on. So, if I can’t be insulated, well protected and shielded, am I prepared to just toss aside winter?
Here’s where my thinking has lead me: it’s not worth the negativity. I need to get over it as it’s not the end of the world. It’s just winter – not the cause of all problems. And it’s not going anywhere…at least not right now (especially according to the science that is Groundhog Day…wha?!) While I’m not at all prepared for the 8 (or so) weeks of winter that remain, I may as well succumb – like Bill Murray in Groundhog Day – I need to move on. So, snow boots or no snow boots, I will stop worrying about the little things and instead focus on what is possible – like a little more skiing and hanging out in the bright sunshine. Like making lemonade out of lemons…a tasty delight…or perhaps a pink lemonade cocktail…now that would be more apropos!