I've lived here 9 years, yet its still weird to me.
Like at the end of March, it should be beautiful and sunny and within the range of 75 to 85 degrees.
Last week for 2 days. It decided to be 60 degrees and windy.
Which, as weird as it is for me, I was fairly happy about it cause I got to raid moms closet and wear items from her closet that she recently bought that I was afraid I wasn't going to get to steal... OH I meant "borrow"... till next fall.
oh and my room was still messy so, MORE MIRROR SHOTS...