Back home, I never had to concern myself with the weather. The walk between the front door and the car wasn't even long enough to justify an umbrella, and looking out the window at the drifts of snow was enough to tell me how to dress in winter. In Tokyo, I not only need to worry about carrying a brolly, but I also have to structure shopping, shoe choices, and laundry around the weather (including shopping at night to avoid getting heat stroke in the scorching sun in summer).
I won't miss having to check the weather all of the time and to alter my day's activities to reflect it.
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