Sometimes it's the Little Things

I walked out of the house today in a wool sweater and down vest with fingerless gloves and no hat. The temperature was 15 degrees F. Thing is, it seemed balmy out there. And it was, compared to the 10 degrees below zero that greeted me on the way to work the other day. Now, I'm normally a person who overdresses for the weather. So I couldn't believe what the thermometer said when I got in the car. Could I actually, possibly, finally be toughening up and facing my Northern-born fate? Nah. Second time I left the house this morning, I put on my long down coat and my wool hat.