Sometimes I’m easily confused. Today is one of those times. This is the weather report that I read in this morning’s paper:
Here’s what I see outside: its cold, grey and snowing lightly.
Currently, the air temperature is 19 F. Where that fits between the predicted high of 43 and the low of 37, I’m not sure.
Now, this is Colorado, our weather is often capricious, and I’ve lived here most of my 62 years, so I certainly am well-practiced at adapting to what is versus what I expected. I’m adjusting my plans and dressing accordingly.
And there’s a part of me that wants to pout and whine “but you said”. At least I’m a creature with a nice warm den.