Announcement

That's it. It's not even December yet. (Okay, it's only three hours short of December, but still.) It's not even winter yet. SO WHY AM I SO COLD??

It is currently just after 9 pm here in Madrid and it's 39 degrees Fahrenheit outside according to Weather.com (although apparently it "feels like 32" due to - I'm guessing - the wind chill). That's under 4 degrees Celsius for my non-American, non-Fahrenheit-using readers. I mean, that's cold, but it's not cold.

So I ask myself, if I can't bear to go outside when it's only in the 30's, how am I going to survive the winter when it actually hits? Winters in Madrid aren't too bad...once you hit the "warmest" part of the day. But temperatures often get into the teens or single digits (Fahrenheit) at night.

You may not recognize me in my frozen state.

But even that shouldn't be a concern for me. My main concern is that if I can't handle the cold here when it's not even that cold, how the #*%& am I going to survive another Bostonian winter when I finally move back to the good ol' US of A?

So I'm making an announcement now to give everyone fair warning: instead of moving back to the US, I'm moving somewhere tropical. I don't know where. I don't really care where. Just somewhere where the temperature doesn't drop below, say, 75? (I'm the type of person that likes the heat. I fully enjoy the 95 degree summer days of Madrid). (Well, and preferably I would like to end up in a relatively stable country...this may limit my options greatly. Also perhaps somewhere with low humidity...which might bring me down to zero options.)

If you need me, I'll be here.

So that's it: I'm moving somewhere tropical. No worries, though, I'll let you all come visit me in my tropical paradise.