Dear Mr. Winter -
I hope that you are doing better today than I am.
I'm writing to ask you to PLEASE make up your mind what you are going to do.
It seemed that last week you had made the decision to go on vacation for an extended amount of time. And then by surprise, you were back again on Saturday, bringing with you brisk winds that chilled many a southerner to the bone.
I'm not sure if you realize this, but when you are wishy-washy, you tend to wreck havoc on the best of us. We start coughing and sneezing because just a few days ago we were able to wear short sleeved shirts and capris. And now here you are, forcing us to bundle up in jeans and sweatshirts and fight the freakin' snifffles.
Please, please, find it in your heart to go ahead and go on vacation. I am (as I'm sure are many others) in need of some nice spring weather. Some nice warm temps so that we can take our children to the park. So that we may enjoy some time out with nature ourselves.
The faster you can oblige the more appreciated it will be.
Take care and we will see you, oh let's say, in December!!!