The difficulty of learning how to deal with long summers

It's been 29 degrees today! And I have found myself tweeting about the weather far too often lately. I should really stop, because no one else gives a shit. I know myself how annoying it can be when people in other parts of the world brag about their warm weather and beautiful, blue skies. I should really try to avoid doing the same thing myself.
I am also concerned about the cause of this new found obsession; does it mean that I am getting old? Or am I just being Swedish in a foreign country? I hope it is the latter. Although I cannot help thinking about my grandfather and his obsessive need to watch the weather forecast on TV at every given occasion, in spite of the fact that he would most likely spend the best part of the day in a dark room, developing photos. Somehow, he just really needed to always know what the weather would be like the next day. I don't know if he was always like this, but I suspect that this need developed some time after retirement. And I am still far away from that stage.

I suppose the most likely reason for my current weather obsession is the other one, the one about being a Swede... I confess that the fact that I have moved to a place with a better climate than Sweden makes me feel not only relieved and thankful, but also a bit superior to those that are left back home. I know that it's not thanks to me that the sun is shining and the flowers are blossoming, but I still can't help feeling a bit pleased about being better off.
I suppose that a whole life time of facing the ridiculously short life span that the Swedish summers have does something to you. I still can't look at all the green treas around me without also feeling a vague fear of them turning yellow soon. Because that's what I'm used to. I'm used to being thankful for every summer's day that is being given to me. And suddenly finding myself in a situation where you don't have to suck the marrow out of each summer's day, because there will be enough of them anyway, is something I'm not quite used to yet. I still have to learn how to stay inside when it's 28 degrees outside and not feel guilty about it. And I have to learn to not shout out that the sun is shining every time it appears in the sky...