After countless years of Baywatch, barbecue, and school vacation, we as a society have been conditioned to believe summer is the perfect season. This is, of course, completely wrong.
Summer is without doubt the most overrated season, and every year I breathe a sigh of relief when the 90-degree days and inflated AC bills pass us by. As fall arrives, and I hear people bemoan the fact they can't wear their favorite acid wash cutoffs anymore, I eagerly toss my summer wardrobe where it belongs: in a heap on the floor, ready for burning.
OK, so maybe just into the bottom drawer, but you get the point.
Why does the end of summer make me so happy? Here are 10 reasons to embrace the coming cold.