It was 34 degrees when I left for work yesterday. 34 degrees. 34. I was not happy. Everyone told me it's so mild all year. You barely need a coat. It's beautiful. Whatever. People tell me horror stories about the winter they spent in Canada, or Vermont, or Michigan, which I guess is supposed to make me feel better, but it doesn't! I am from the desert! I need a coat to walk through the frozen food aisle at HEB! My idea of dressing warm is long sleeves and a sweater. I know it makes people laugh, but I just wasn't built for cold weather. I am a delicate flower!!
This experience has made me realize three things:
1) I really need to rethink my dream of moving to the East Coast. Maybe I'll move to the east coast of Florida and call it good.
2) I really need to buy a winter coat. And shoes. And gloves.
3) I need to complain less.