Prepoceros

Every week or two since the beginning of September we’ve had some sort of mini cold snap and I’ve thought that fall was finally here. Every time so far it’s been a false start, and the temperatures have bounced back into the nineties within a day. This morning, though, when I stumbled outside in a sweatshirt and shorts to walk Sam, it wasn’t just chilly, it was COLD. I think this one’s gonna stick.

You ought to understand, by the way, that when I say COLD I mean it was probably about sixty—I’m a warm-weather girl. I turned on the heat in my apartment two weeks ago, back when the daily highs still topped ninety.

So now instead of having pleasant temperatures at night and oppressive ones during the day, we have pleasant temperatures during the day and nippy ones at night. Still okay. It’s when the daytime highs drop below seventy that I’ll start to get cranky, but that’s probably a good month away.

At least I have the prospect of winter clothes to look forward to. If two shirts are good*, four shirts must be better. Sweaters and layers and tights, oh my!

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* And they are. Even during the summer I usually wear at least two shirts—I think it looks cleaner, and I feel more “put-together.” (Whether put-togetherness is something to strive for is open to debate, I suppose.) And hey, nowadays it’s even fashionable to do so.

Tags: weather

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