I live in the northeast where weather  makes you its bitch for a few months. It’s more commonly referred to as, “winter.” It does what it wants, when it wants, regardless of your plans. It’s a time where weather-based complaining reaches record highs, with phrases like: “I’m over winter already.” Or “I can’t stand cold weather!”  I could fill a few pages with Facebook posts alone, but you get the idea.

You were thinking about flying somewhere warm? Not so fast.

You were thinking about flying somewhere warm? Not so fast, my friend.

Having spent the previous year in the near perfect climate of Southern California, I experienced a phenomenon I’ve since dubbed “Weather Guilt.” Read more…

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