"I hate this weather," I say. "It's too warm."
My friend sighs. "Last month you complained that it was too cold. At the beach, the other day, it was too windy. You curse to Thor, the god of thunder, when it rains"
""I'm contrary," I say. "So?"
"So, live with it. Embrace the weather."
I'm trying. I really am. But it's far too hot today to do any embracing. Maybe tomorrow, but only if I'm in full embracing mood. Tomorrow, I will probably end up moaning; it all depends on the weather.