Feels Weird

I’ll tell you something that feels strange: wearing a tank top and skirt, barefoot, with the air conditioning on, and stacking up long-sleeved layers and long underwear to pack. But every time I look at the forecast for my northern destination, it’s colder than the last—low of 35, are you kidding me? So there’s where I found myself today.

Maggie was giving me some deeply suspicious looks, too. I think she has an inkling of what’s coming.

She’s pretty cute.