Yesterday, as I headed out of work to my car, I passed a co-worker who asked where my coat was?  My coat?  Oh yeah, I didn’t need a coat.  I had on a warm sweater, I’d be fine.

Turning on my car, I looked at the temperature.  34 degrees.  That’s when it struck me.  My body now felt like 34 degrees was a new normal.  Nothing to worry about.  Hey, maybe at 38 degrees I should break out the shorts.  What was happening to me?

Without my knowing, I was suddenly becoming a human popsicle and the worst part was I was fine with it.  The Cryogenics Kid or Mister Freeze, if you please.

Next week, if the temps reach 40, can anyone say, “Flip Flops?”  Not a day to waste, when you are trying to get a head start on your summer “Sandal Tan.”