Baby it's cold outside
I just took a peek at my favorite source of weather information: wunderground, to see what tomorrow has in store for me. I like to set out the clothes I intend to wear to work tomorrow on my chair the night before. This happens about 30 percent of the time. I said I like to do it; I didn't say my attempts ever make it past the thinking stage. Anyhoo, I see that tomorrow is forecast to be cooler than today (wunderground is always anxious to tell you whether tomorrow will be hotter, cooler or nearly the same as yesterday--would that all parts of my days could be this predictable). It's going to keep getting cooler until Saturday when the predicted high temperature is 37 degrees. A number, that, when I first saw it, made me exclaim, "Now that's what I'm talking about!" It's sad what will excite me in the dead of January in New England. As for tomorrow's outfit I'm thinking pants and a sweater, just as I've been thinking every day since November began (except for that freaky warm stretch around Thanksgiving when I might have worn a long sleeved shirt instead of a sweater).
Hey, Global Warming, want to help a sister out? Yes, yes, I know you'll want something in return, like the sustainability of my planet. You're so greedy that way.