Every fall when the temperature drops below 50°, I try to convince myself that in six months, 50° will be warm. As a zip up my lightweight fleece, I never can quite convince myself. Until you hit a day like today.
Today's forecast is for a high near 20°F. I'm psyched. At first blush, that's not even close to freezing, but a day after closing schools the high was +4° (low was -8°) with wind chill factors in the -30 range, the sixteen degree difference is huge. It's like going from 70° to 86° in the summer. BIG difference. So imagine how I must feel when this weekend's forecasts are in the 30s. It's a regular heat wave, I tell you. This is how the weather messes with your mind and convinces you that 50 degrees is a good thing.
And let it be known that I very much enjoy where I live. Because if it weren't for the winters, the summers wouldn't be summers. And summer in Madison is just about the best it gets.