October 22, 2014
This time of year always makes me think of this song:
Because we keep see-sawing from near 80s in the afternoon to low 50s in the morning. For me, sitting around in pj’s all day, not such big deal. I have a tiny space heater under my desk. I keep gloves…somewhere. Not on my hands right now where I’d like them. This is really one of my least favorite times of the year.
For kids going to school, even less fun. Too cold for shorts in the morning. Too hot for pants in the afternoon. So as I make a daily search through Son’s closet, I stand there singing this, dreaming for winter, spring and summer.
What’s your least favorite season of the year?