Does anyone else find the most frustrating part of winter not the seemingly-endless snow, not the ice lurking around every corner (come on people, shovel your sidewalks!), but rather that overwhelming wave o' heat that comes when you walk in from outside? It's like that extra fifty degrees just melts you on contact. I find myself walking in and then fanning myself like it's the middle of the summer, sweating and feeling gross.
It's just undignified.