This weather is just about to straight up piss me off. It is as bipolar as my mother-in-law off her meds. Case in point: today's high is 77, chance of showers, relatively mild, no wind, kind of a nice day. Little warm for my liking this time of year, but can't really complain. The low for tonight? 54. Cool enough for an extra blanket on the bed and to turn the space heaters on in the kids' rooms. I sleep next to a man-shaped furnace, so to turn the heat on would be equal to me sleeping in a sauna, thank you, but no.
Here is my quandary: If the low for tonight is 54, meaning that's as cold as it is supposed to get, then how in God's name is the high for tomorrow 52????? Isn't this "simple" math? Daughter asked me how that was possible this morning, and although I like to pretend I'm smarter than a fifth grader, I was completely stumped. I just changed the subject. Kind of like the other day when she asked me what a sister wife was.
Thank you, Weather Channel. I like to start off my days feeling like I have only a handful of brain cells left. In case you were wondering, I need my kids to believe that I'm smarter than they are, and YOU ARE RUINING IT.