I was out of town for roughly a week, and whilst it wasn’t below freezing? (Which is when I get all sparkly eyed and happy, and start shedding layers) It was dry. Even when it was raining. I’d forgotten what that was like. And not raining, full of bracing winds and blue skies.
I was completely happy/comfy in only 2 layers inside, and putting on a light coat to go outside.
It’s probably 20* degrees ‘warmer’ here, but instead of humidity in the teens, it’s humidity in the 90s as usual. S-s-so C-c-cold.
IDFK what the weather is actually doing, I’m too busy keeping my head down and ignoring it / trying to stay warm. In addition to my 5 usual indoor layers, I’ve added 3 scarves (1 around my neck, 1 figure-eight across my chest, 1 wrapped around my middle), hat, fingerless gloves, an extra bathrobe, and an extra blanket. Just for “walking” around inside the house. f*ckin’A. Not that I’m walking much. I’m mostly curled up in a ball tenting my blanket over a heat vent, willing it to blow warmed air at me in my human tent thing.
((for my badass Celsius peeps! 1.5 there, 10 here)