It's true I get most of my exercise by jumping to conclusions, but would whoever stole Spring please put it back?
My barometer for the breadth and severity of winter is how long I've been wearing tights. This year, it feels as though I've spent more time with thick black hose than with family and friends.
But today it looked as though the tide was turning so I thought I'd leave the buggars at home; bad move. Yes the sun was out, but by knock off time, an absurdly cold wind was blowing. Tomorrow, I'll be rocking tights once again.
I cannot tell you on how many levels this displeases me.
My barometer for the breadth and severity of winter is how long I've been wearing tights. This year, it feels as though I've spent more time with thick black hose than with family and friends.
But today it looked as though the tide was turning so I thought I'd leave the buggars at home; bad move. Yes the sun was out, but by knock off time, an absurdly cold wind was blowing. Tomorrow, I'll be rocking tights once again.
I cannot tell you on how many levels this displeases me.
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