I hate being cold.
I hate dreary, gray, days.
I hate the short hours of daylight.
I was born in August, I'm a Summer child, dammit.
It took me several minutes to take off my daytime pajamas; robe, flannel pants, flannel shirt, socks, last night before my shower because I had so much on. Then afterwards it took several minutes to put on nighttime duds, and I was grumbling the whole time because I was freezing my noonies off!
I'd never make it through several months of snow in ice; I'm too much of a wimp.