The weather app on my phone lied to me again this morning.
It claimed that the temperature was supposed to be around 55 degrees and there was supposed to be sunshine.
Currently, it’s 46 degrees, overcast, and gusting wind. Which, to be fair, is a lot more common weather for Vermont this time of year than the whole “55 and sunny” scenario.
Unfortunately, rather than listening to my realist brain this morning, I listened to the weather app, and dressed for 55 and sunny.
And now I’m fucking freezing.
Now granted, I do work in an office so it’s not like I’m not sheltered from the elements, but my office is in a very old farmhouse so the term “sheltered” is used…somewhat conditionally. There are, for instance, 3/4″ gaps between the window casings and the frames of the crappy old removable plate-glass windows. You can see a sizable strip of daylight between the two, and wind certainly has no problem gusting right in as well. More than a couple times in the past eight years I’ve actually seen rain or snow driven through these gaps when the wind has wheeled in just the right direction.
I do have a small cache of knitted goods in my office for exactly this reason. There’s a pair of finger-less mitts and a big fuzzy stole / scarf / lap-blanket thing currently, and supplemental scarves will be added as winter grinds on.
What I do NOT have, which I clearly need if today is any indication, is a pair of emergency socks for the days when my idiot self listens to the weather app.
Hi, I’m Shelby and I like to torture myself.