Spring.
It has creeped above 60 degrees here in Washington D.C. It is really amazing how this small change puts me in such a good mood. Honestly, leaving the house wearing anything other than a winter coat pretty much makes my whole day. In a few weeks, I may bust out the flip-flops and skirts and die of happiness.
All of which really begs the question of why I keep moving to progressively colder climates. I used to say I'd never move back above the Mason-Dixon line, but obviously that plan has been revised. I tell myself that as long as I don't actually move back to the mountains I'll be okay.
All of which really begs the question of why I keep moving to progressively colder climates. I used to say I'd never move back above the Mason-Dixon line, but obviously that plan has been revised. I tell myself that as long as I don't actually move back to the mountains I'll be okay.