My parents, for example, are sunny people. When it's sunny and warm, they're happy. When it's cloudy, they seem like different people - dreary, fussy, and depressed. Sleepy, too. They gripe about the cold, as well.
They're relocating in the spring to the desert southwest. While I'll miss them terribly, I think they'll ultimately be happier there. I don't like to see them unhappy.
I'm just the opposite of them on the weather front. I could pretty much do with cloudy, rainy, cool, foggy weather. Always. My mother says she doesn't know where I get it from.
I live in Florida right now, and I equate sun with heat, humidity, and sticky air that's completely uncomfortable for a large majority of the year. I've heard it called 'air you can wear,' and that's not far from the truth.
I'll be moving to the Pacific Northwest in June, and I can't wait. Bring on the clouds and the rain and the cool weather. Bring on 75 to 80 degrees with low humidity for a high in August, with lows in the 50s and low 60s. Bring on more than a foot of rain in December and January - each, not total.
I work a lot better when it's cloudy and 'dreary' outside. I do my best work with cool temperatures and gray skies. It's cozy, thinking weather. Perfect for writing.
And you? What kind of weather makes you truly joyful?
