Arrival of Autumn

When the alarm went off for me this morning I had to check it multiple times.  I thought, how could it be 6 a.m. if it looks like its midnight outside. Despite snoozing the clock several times it never moved back to midnight as I had wished.  Is there anything more depressing than the time of year when you drive to work in pitch black and drive home in even darker pitch black? I'm sensing an early case of whatever that seasonal depression syndrome is because I am dreading winter.  Times like these make me wonder why I live here in the north.  I'm sure I could easily find a job and place to sleep down in Texas or something. I would love a 40 degree winter (if you call it that).  I always hear people talk about how we are so lucky to get to experience all of the seasons.  Are we lucky to slide around in stop and go traffic for 2 hours on a snowy afternoon? Are we lucky to step out of house to find that it's so cold your car wont even think about starting in the morning? I need to plan a winter vacation ASAP and give myself something to look forward to. Any ideas?