Weather betrayal

Checked the weather yesterday: 68 and sunny. Woke up this morning: 48 and the kind of gray that makes you question your life choices. The apartment feels like a refrigerator and I’m not ready for this transition.

Weather betrayal

Jake left for work in shorts because apparently he checked the forecast three days ago and stuck with it. I respect the commitment but also hate him a little bit right now. Found myself standing in front of the thermostat having a full internal debate about whether October 7th is too early to turn on the heat. Spoiler: it’s not.

Blanket fortress operational

Current status: blanket burrito with hot coffee, trying to remember where I put my actual sweaters instead of just wearing Jake’s hoodies for the past two weeks. Also contemplating whether I need to accept that fall is actually here and stop living in denial about flip-flop season being over.

Margaret texted asking if I want to reschedule pottery class because the studio’s heating is acting up. Yes please. I vote we all hibernate until this weather makes sense again.