I mean, come on! It is December. Christmas is days away. And we are looking at a high of 75 over the weekend?! I am so annoyed! Granted, I have plenty of Christmas memories growing up where I was wearing shorts on Christmas Day, and I am more delighted than I can tell you about once again living in the South, but is it so much to ask for just a nice cold Christmas? It doesn't even have to snow, it just doesn't need to feel like late summer! Weather, do whatever you want come December 26th, but give a girl a Christmas break, won't you? At least the weather has the decency to be in the low 40s on Christmas Day. It hasn't gone completely bat crap crazy, which is something. Okay, end of rant (note: poor hubs has been hearing this rant all week. Bless him).
Today is my second day of vacation, and I am reveling in it! Yesterday I started packing up and moving random stuff from our condo into a (much needed) storage unit. I finished that up this morning, along with some errand running, and now Lucy and I are just hanging out in the casa for the afternoon. A nap may or may not be imminent! Tonight, Harris and I are going to see a production of Charles Dickens' A Christmas Carol, which is one of our annual holiday traditions. Then, I guess this weekend we will be basking in the sunshine of 70+ degree days. Bah humbug.
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