The Cold Is Here.

I woke up this morning, nice and warm. All cozy in my bed with my 15 covers. Yes, 15. No okay just 3.

I throw the covers to the side and get out of bed. The lights go on and I step out into my wonderful living room. The t.v. is already on, as I have it on a timer to wake me up and I listen to the wonderful reporter whose talking about the weather. It's not my man Mike Woods. It was some other chick. Whatever. I knew something was wrong when I didn't hear his voice waking me up wth, "It's gonna be a beautiful morning, folks." Not that every morning is beautiful. I'm just imagining he's saying that to me.

Getting back to my point, I'm listening to the chick and she's telling ME, that today is gonna be cold. How cold? COLD. She was right. It was cold. So cold that I took out the jacket with the hood.

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So now I'm wrapping myself up with my scarf. Putting on a hat. Putting my hood up from my sweater. And pulling up the coat hood. I'm all set. And yes, I have the gloves on.

So now I can't move. How many layers did I put on? Well, I didn't go over board, so I was fine when I went out and walked to the train.

Though I felt a little chill underneath, I was still warm. I only had my sweater and coat on. I didn't want to add another layer and look puffy. Okay so i'm not sure where I'm going with this. The thing is, today is cold. It's really cold. Super cold. The steam is coming out my mouth. I could see it. It's cold. I believe this is the first time I've experienced this kind of cold this year.

Well, the good thing is, I won't be experiencing it for much longer. YAAAAY! I'll be heading out to a warmer place. Very warm. Warm that I can wear shorts and wear my sandals. Warm that I can lay out in the sun and perhaps..........tan. Oh the joy of warmth upon my body, my soul, my mind. It's bringing me to tears right now, as I think of the sun and the limited amount of clothing that my body will wear.

It is 20 degrees out. Maybe less then that earlier this morning. For those of you out in warmer settings, cold is fun in New York. You're totally missing it. HA!

Although many people leave cold places to live somewhere warmer, a true New Yorker will always miss the cold. If I ever leave NY, I know I'll miss it. Anyway, it's cold.