Florida's weird.
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.
But no.
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.