Why do I enjoy being inside on rainy or snowy days?
I grew up in Central Texas, US, where it was hot and sunny. When it rains (or hails) it lasts about 2 hours; I never owned an umbrella until I moved away. I lived for 25 years in Rhode Island. If there was a lot of snow, I wanted to be outside skiing, or I didn't mind being "snowed in" so I couldn't go anywhere, no one could visit, and it was even better if the the phone and/or electricity went out. THEN I moved to Florida (retired husband and family) and it is again always hot and sunny. Today for the first time in ages it is pouring rain and a bit dark. I am enscounced in front of my TV with a favorite drink and as happy as a clam. Does this mean I am an introvert? or something else? I know it isn't pathological, but it strikes me as odd. Thanks for your insight(s).