“Is it ever going to warm up?” one of my fellow riders asked as we boarded the bus this morning.
I’m beginning to think that it’s not. The past few mornings have had us back in the teens. That wouldn’t be so hard to take – except that it got up to 55 on Saturday. It’s amazing to me how it takes just a single nice day to transform me back into a winter wimp! And it really has done that. I very nearly could not get out of bed this morning. I was just too comfy and warm.
At least I’m not alone in my zealous anticipation of spring. I’ve even heard people who supposedly like cold weather express their desire for it to finally end this year.
We’re supposed to reach the lower 40s over the weekend and no one is speaking of rain, much less snow, anytime soon so I guess I can find consolation in that. Again, I don’t know how all of you who got monstrous loads of snow this year managed to cope. I think that if we’d had to deal with THAT, I might well have just run off to the Caribbean!