Thank God summer in Florida is finally over. If I had to look at my thunder thighs in shorts for one more week, I would have be forced to do something really drastic.
Like go back to the gym.
Florida weather is odd. Last night we were down in the mid 50s which for us is coat weather.
Yes, we are a bunch of wienies. But when you get acclimated to 95 degrees six months out of the year, 50 seems a tad nippy.
It felt really good to open the windows up wide, put on sweats and big thick socks and breath air that wasn't recirculated from an AC unit. I even caught the comforting scent of someone burning wood in a fireplace.
I despise Florida from April until October. Each summer I agonize why I live in this hell hole of a state.
But then autumn comes and although I miss the changing foliage and the crunching of leaves under foot, I remember why this happens to be a very nice place to live.