Here's what I'm dealing with this a.m.:
I thought it was Friday. You can imagine my disappointment at 8 o'clock when I finally accepted it. I had another cup of coffee and a moment of silence.
I hit the street. It's a *beautiful* morning -- 47 degrees now with a climb to 60. I'm talking a fresh and feel good kind of morning.
About halfway up my block, I encountered this girl in a full-length down coat, wool hat, scarf and gloves. In the next block, another. Same thing. Her coat was shorter.
What are y'all gonna wear come February? Go easy. It's barely October.