Jeremiah was a bullfrog! It's cold outside! Joy to the World! It's cold inside! It's 11:30pm and 33 degrees f. in South Florida. I seriously don't know how you people up north do it. I was born, raised and lived 19 glorious years right smack in the middle of Indiana so I know about cold and snow and freezing temperatures. But I've forgotten!
One more degree and we are really freezing. We have plastic on our fruit trees and plants outside to protect them from frost. We've closed the windows! As I write this, both dogs are in bed with us just for warmth and dang it! We're short a dog. Because it is A.THREE.DOG.NIGHT!
We never turn on the heat because we're cheap and it smells funny. It's the principle. We live in Florida. We do build a fire in the fireplace. But that's in the living room. Right now I'm considering building a fire on the floor by my bed. Bad idea? I'm not sure.
I have no idea what I'll wear to work tomorrow. I've already used my two warm outfits this week. I'll have to wear sweatpants and a pullover hoodie. Appropriate attire for an office manager? Who cares! I don't own socks. Oh sure, I have those little footie socks. But not the kind that keep your legs warm. Today in the elevator, I saw a woman all bundled up in every item of winter clothing she owns and when I looked down to her feet, she was wearing flip flops. I almost laughed but I understood. Wool coat and flip flops. (Thongs, HBL) We clearly aren't equipped to handle this weather. We don't even own shoes with toes in them.
I'm going to sleep now. I'm going to dream of balmy, beach breezes and hopefully I will wake up in Texas where Midlife Slices tells me it's supposed to be 70-80 degrees tomorrow.