It's April 1. APRIL 1.
It is -22C with the Windchill. It's enough to make me want to move. I mean come the fuck on.
-22C.... in APRIL. That DOES NOT HAPPEN.
Stepping outside this morning, I was just a ray of sunshine...
What pisses me off even more is that every day of lost Spring is a day of Spring-ish weather when it should be summer, because I highly doubt we are going to go from -22C to +22C overnight.
Spring in the Peg. I am under no obligation to love it just because I live here.