Not going to win any popularity contests for saying this, but I dislike the warm, sunny weather. It brings out droves of people who usually stay indoors and everything is busier and more annoying. Suddenly everyone is an outdoor and fitness enthusiasist; so many out of shape females jiggling and out of breath as they huff and puff in their Lululemon athleisure across the neighborhood. Everybody's aunt, uncle, and cousin walking their dogs incessantly and the heat kicking up and heightening the fetid dog urine stench (which is nothing to say of their abject complacency in not picking up after their dogs to begin with and subsequently having to dodge the offensive fecal land mines). The warmer weather brings with it too an uptick in criminal activity and grifter door to door salesmen having the audacity to traipse across one's property and bang on the door repeatedly as though they have a right to be there. I do not like the blindingly bright sun, the sweltering heat, the vampiric mosquitos, or their equally parasitic human counterparts. Wake me up when September ends...