Today's blog is simple. It is 5 reasons why I don't like summer. Of course there are many reasons why I do love summer (the main one involving a three week holiday to see my boyfriend and some of the most amazing people in my life). But I don't feel like telling you the good things about summer; I feel like ranting.
1. Car journeys. "What?" I hear your cry? "Are you mad? Sunglasses on, music up, sunshine pouring through the glass, air conditioning blasting..." Well now that does sound nice. You know what isn't nice though? MY CAR. It has no air con and so not only do I have to drive around what feels like a greenhouse, but I also can't cool down the steering wheel meaning I burn my hands.
2. Work. I work in conservatory. While this may sound lovely actually it really is the total opposite of lovely. I do not appreciate working in a sauna. It is actually a lot better since I have been there because the roof has fitted blinds. How the guys managed in there when it was over 40 centigrade I literally do not know. I would have gone on strike. Ick.
3. Bikinis and other attire. It is a fact not often acknowledged but summer is really great for skinny people. They get to wear bikinis, show off their body, walk around in mini skirts and boob tubes! Ah it must be bliss for them. People like me on the other hand - flabby thighs, big boobs, muffin top and back cleavage - we get the fun of trying to be cool while not looking like mutton dressed as lamb.
For the first time ever this year I bought a fitted bikini. While the top looks fantastic even one size bigger on the bottoms and I still get fat splurging out every which way. I am, as so many females like myself are, resigned to wear board shorts when I go swimming. For other women it is T-shirts. Either way we look longingly at the people who are either naturally thin or actually have the fitness level to attend the gym on a regular basis. I am definitely not looking forward to wearing little.
4. Feeling faint. Humidity sucks. Even people who LOVE summer have to give me this one. HUmidity is like someone has wrapped a blanket around your head and stood you in front of a fire. It is suffocating, hot and completely relentless. It doesn't matter if you are in shade or not, if it is humid you can't escape. I remember the most hummid I have ever been was my first night in Beijing when I went to China. I thought I couldn't breathe. But of course the hotel room had air con. No such luck in a regular British household!
5. Expectation to do nothing. For some reason when we get to summer people stop doing things. They opt for sitting in the sun basically waiting until they have increased their risk of skin cancer a sufficient amount to return indoors for a stint. I hate holidays which require me to sit on a lounge chair and sit and er... sit... adn sit... and maybe sit some more. Where is the fun in sunbathing! Plus it makes me feel ill. See point 4.
So today was more of a rant than a blog. But I think I have raised some valid points. Like I said though, I do love summer for many reasons, and maybe I will blog about the good things tomorrow or in the future.
QUESTION OF THE DAY: ARE YOU TEAMWINTER OR TEAMSUMMER?
My answer: I think it is pretty obvious from my blog I am Teamwinter. At least if you are too cold you can wear more layers. Once you are naked and still hot - thats when we have a problem.