I hate the weather.
I hate that it has such complete control over my mood right now.
I hate that for the first half of the week, it was sunny and bright and warm, and I felt fantastic and capable and awake.
I hate that now it's cold and dreary and overcast, and I feel exhausted and unmotivated and just plain tired.
I hate that I saw snowflakes this morning.
I hate that I have gone from sweating with the windows open to freezing with the heater on in a matter of two days.
And I especially hate that I'm losing my sense of humor about it. No more cracks about Mother Nature needing some help for her mental disorder. No more silliness about "only in the midwest". Nope. Now, I'm just grumpy and over it.
Woe.is.me. [dramatic fake-swoon]