Predicted high temperature of 74 degrees today. It's the last day of January, for fuck's sake.
What the fuck happened to winter?
I suppose I should be grateful that it isn't stupid cold like last year, when the fucking lake turned into a giant fucking icee. And I am.
I just don't get this fucking 74 degree shit in January. After the brutality of last summer's heat, I was kind of looking forward to a break from "oh mah gawd it's stupid hot". I was looking forward to wearing cashmere.
If it is 74 degrees in fucking January, I don't know if I want to be here this summer. 3 fucking air conditioners couldn't keep up last summer. What the fuck am I going to do this year?
It is January and I am wearing summer weight pants and spring weight tops. My cashmere is going to be moth-eaten before it gets cold enough to wear it.
People, this is what we have done to our planet with all our oversized SUVs and frequent-flier miles. This is what "drill, baby, drill!" has done to our home.
74 degrees in January, NORTH OF THE EQUATOR.
What the fuck?