I live in Chicago. And I know I live in Chicago. Where we have all four seasons in a single day sometimes.
Regardless, I have certain rules about the weather. I don’t wear a coat past May 1 or before October 1. I wear open toed shoes from Memorial Day through the first day of fall. I could go on, but I won’t frighten you further.
Ok, I will. I also don’t turn on the heat until at least October 15. My husband started pushing to turn the heat on at the end of September, but I resisted. It was sunny enough during the day that it warmed the house pretty well — one benefit of a western exposure.
Then we went to St Louis for the weekend. And came back to a house that was 54 degrees.
We had to turn the heat on, and I hate hearing it kick on what feels like every twenty minutes. And I finally gave up on the idea of the wee ones wearing short sleeves and/or shorts again this year. I flipped their closets so that their winter clothes are easily within reach.
I do have to admit that sleeping with my mattress warmer on each night is kinda nice. Just don’t tell my husband I’m already using it.