Why do I live here again?

I'm sitting here pondering why I have never chosen to move somewhere tropical, for example, the equator. It's been -40c the past few days here with windchill, and I'm thinking that I should pack myself in the suitcase of a lady from our church who is travelling to South Africa tomorrow with her daughter. I had a miserable day in my chilly office, with most of the afternoon spent huddled over my space heater wondering if the heat blowing on my face will ruin the anti-reflection coating on my glasses and trying to calculate how much more I will spend on gas through the winter months when I have to let my car warm up for an extra 10 min each time I start it. Can you believe that a teenager is delivering phone books down my street at this very moment...yes, we can cancel school and keep the kids home, but still make them work in this weather...terrible! The light at the end of the tunnel is that by Thursday, it should be -5c. Minus. Five. Within the span of 2 days, it's going to warm up 35 degrees. Only on the prairies, people! But hey, at least the sun is shining...