This is why sometimes I wish I were somewhere else. I’m not a fan of the feels-like-single-digit-degree weather. We’re supposed to get some snow today. I like snow; I like it when I choose when I see it, not when it is forced upon me.
This is why sometimes I wish I were somewhere else. I’m not a fan of the feels-like-single-digit-degree weather. We’re supposed to get some snow today. I like snow; I like it when I choose when I see it, not when it is forced upon me.
Meanwhile at my office, we’re sweating.
Could be worse. In some parts of the country, it’s 34 below, and that’s BEFORE the windchill.
Yes! Come to California! The weather is lovely here… it’s not even raining anymore…
(Yes, I AM evil, why do you ask?)