Why we go crazy from warm weather

And we should be happy that it's a cold day

The pressure is huge, it almost makes me nervous. People start working early because: early to go home. Quickly change into something else because: sweating. Pedal like crazy to the terrace because: otherwise no place. Summer in the Netherlands seems like work.

I'm also afraid I'll miss a sunbeam because they're so scarce here. Lil sprinted to her rooftop terrace to get a bit of a tan on her legs and suddenly we went out for lunch, in the sun, with rays on our backs and a sweat mustache. Warm weather in the Netherlands just makes you a bit crazy. When I come home in the evening, my bed is still full of panic dresses from that morning because I have no idea what to wear again. Let the mercury rise above twenty-five and we Dutch people start acting weird. I have examples, aside from my own.

Suddenly you see drunk people on the street, but of the type of neat office gentlemen who stayed too long. At midnight. On a Tuesday. Hello, hey, don't you have to work tomorrow or something? How. Is. This? There's a little jealous edge to this, yes.

Our Lil lives close to Scheveningen with her house and they have a very suitable beach there (as you might know). She was driving home the other week and saw a beach traffic jam. Yes, a beach traffic jam. On a weekday Tuesday-Wednesday. Now it was vacation, but a beach traffic jam on a workday is at least curious to mention.

I'm also afraid to sit inside anymore or to tell someone that I was sitting inside. On Veronica, May is Film Month (why is May actually a film month, you wonder, huh?) and yesterday it was our Leo's turn with Inception. If you ask me, it's a masterpiece. I was so happy when it started to blow and got cold around eight, otherwise I would never have been able to sit inside legally to watch. Nice-weather-FOMO – Kiek also suffers from it – is a serious issue.

Bootcamping at twenty-five-plus is horror. Now I already find bootcamp a challenge, but my mat was wet within two seconds. Yes, it sounds just as dirty as it was. Of course, I didn't have a nice short sports shorts because I've only been exercising again since winter.

What I'm telling you: it's really fine that it's a bit bad weather. We can just act normal for a bit and fight for a spot by the heater under the canopy. Exactly what we're good at, and at least I know how to dress for that. Netflix them, all of them.