It’s only September 26th, and it’s 56 degrees outside…but as I sit here in our apartment, I am wearing a long-sleeved shirt, sweatpants, warm socks, a Snuggie, and a blanket.
And I’m cold!
How on earth am I going to survive the fall and winter this year??
I can only hope that my body will adapt. I am comforted slightly by the knowledge learned from past experience, that six months from now, 56 degrees will feel absolutely balmy to me.
Still, summer is gone, and that makes me a little sad.
But then again, the season of drinking warm red wine and cuddling up in a cozy blanket is here.
And that, my friends, makes me happy.