There is just something wrong with wearing shorts and a t-shirt with ceiling fans on all over the house…
…while packing up Christmas stuff! I should be drinking cocoa and be in jeans a sweatshirt with a fire in the fireplace. Not sweating and griping because it’s in the upper 70’s.
(Did someone forget to tell Mother Nature that it is still wintertime? Could someone get right on that for me, please?)
This makes me feel like I waited until May to take down the Christmas tree. I didn’t even know that was an option. *grumble grumble*
Update: Clint says that was never an option. Darn!