How many times in the past few days have you thought, said, or heard someone else say, “I. Am. So. Over. This. Weather.” Count me in that group. And if one of your chores is to shovel snow, the prospect of even more snow this weekend is, well, draining.
I’ve been trying to rationalize my way out of feeling bummed out about how painfully cold it’s been and the best I can come up with is this:
- There’s no city I’d rather live in than Chicago. I love it.
- All good things come at a price.
- This weather is the price we pay for living here.
Simplistic, I know. But there it is.
When discussing this with my esteemed Chicago Tonight colleague, Paris Schutz, he optimistically said, “It just means we’re going to have a great summer and we will appreciate it that much more and not take it for granted.” Cold comfort now, young Skywalker. Cold comfort!