I find the transition from Winter to Summer very difficult. I like the Rain to such an extent, that I thrive on it. I have a hard time handling the longer days, because of the Neighbourhood Kids and their unruley misschief, as I'm very stodgy for a 31 year old Canadian. I don't do well in the Heat. My Scheual falls apart. I do more chores in the Fall, Spring and Winter months, when everybody else is working. My Mom takes over the chores, in the Summer. I should see that as an opportunity to obsess over my Favourite Red Bus, more often, but I see it as Chore Theft, instead. I do love my Mom, though. There is one good thing about Summer. The 3:00 PM Dinners that my Mom's accustomed to, are moved to 6:00 PM, and that suits my Hunger Patterns.