Somehow I managed to avoid having any meetings today. This clearly will not stand.
Meanwhile, it’s almost eleven o’clock at night, I just took the dog outside in short sleeves (me, not him), and I wasn’t even particularly uncomfortable or cold. Tomorrow, though, I’ll likely take a jacket other than my winter coat — a recent purchase, surprisingly comfortable, though much too warm in 60-degree weather — only to be faced with an unexpected blizzard. It’s just been that kind of winter.