Our weather isn't a subject that is all that interesting and it certainly isn't humorous but it does make for something to type. With that thought; Yesterday morning at 5:14 the temperature here was 39*, at 6:30 it was 29* then to 26* being the low for the day. This morning at 5:33 it was 25* and is now up to 28* with the high forecast to be around 30*. The real deal in the forecast is after cold creeps in like a thief during the night, stealing all the warm it can grab, we'll be waking up to a 7* number and nothing far off that for the rest of the day. (Did you notice that I spelled humorous correctly this time?)
Cold is said to be the reason that drives some folks to head for the hills, southern hills and deserts that is. In reality cold is just a small instigator in the rush to elsewhere. Cold can provide a good kick in the ass but in my opinion the common want for variety creates the primary reason to head out for several months of experiences in a whole different world. Either that or they are all pantywaists, but that isn't a word I'm prepared to use at this time.
All the above doesn't affect me that way which might explain the reason I am happy to hunker down and stay here year round.
If you haven't figured it out yet, I'll tell you. My mind, as slow as it is, still goes many times faster than my fingers can type. This has me going back a lot to move the second letter of a word from first place into it's proper position. Seems my finger for the second letter of a word is faster than the one for the first. Tho, they both may get typed, sometimes they're out of order and need to be changed. Now that is just on one word. A bunch of words get skimmed over or cut somewhere between the head and the fingers. This makes it a very high probability that what gets typed may in reality, not be what I think at all. .............. Yeah, who cares?
"I've wrestled with reality for many, many years, doctor, and I'm happy to state I finally won out over it."~Mary Chase
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