Your faithful correspondent is in Florida right now, attending an academic conference. This is supposed to be a relaxing experience, or at least that was my plan… which probably indicates how bad I am when it comes to plans and such.
In all honesty, I’ve never been a terrific fan of warm weather. After having flown through a Major Midwestern Airport where it was snowing on my way down, having inarguable T-shirt weather and all these bright green plants around is a moderate source of existential distress, but there’s more to my general nonplussedness than just the abruptness of the transition.
In balance, I’m glad that I live full-time in a climate with a winter worth the name. Sure, there’s a month or two every year that really isn’t very pleasant, but then spring comes and it always feels like an accomplishment of sorts.