Realising that the older I get, the less I like summer.
My reasons:
- Overhyped, look forward to it and then what? You get a bit of nice weather, but then it's dark and rainy. I think it's the inconcistency that annoys me so much. It's so often a disappointment.
- Feel the fomo. Maybe this stems from my adolescence but I feel like there's loads going on, everyone's out and about. Even when I'm busy, I still feel like I'm constantly missing out on something. Weird I know.
- Guilt that I'm not outside every time it's good weather.
- When it is hot, I don't actually enjoy it that much. Can't keep the flat, baby, everything cool enough. Uncomfortable.
- A reminder that I'm not on holiday elsewhere!
Autum is nice with halloween, bonfire night and the exciting build up to Christmas. In winter I'm happy with for the few months that it's here with Christmas and new year. Love snuggling up with a good book and cuppa. Plus ice skating.
But my favourite season has got to be..
SPRING!
Bright sunny mornings, lighter days after the dark, crisp walks, pretty flowers and lots of family Birthdays to look forward to. Oh and Easter. I love Easter! And mothers day now I'm a mum. 