All weekend it’s been cold in Central Florida (at least by Central Florida standards). Here in Orlando we’ve flirted with the freezing mark a few nights in a row and in the day it’s getting to the low-mid 50’s with decent wind.
I love it.
Of course today we’ll get back to 65, tomorrow 74, and this weekend we’ll see the 80s again. So I love it while I have it.
But what I forget that I hate about the dry cold is the static electricity. I hate the surprise on my finger tip as I close the door to my truck (I try to use my elbow now). I hate the cling of my trousers to my legs as I walk (yes, I said trousers). I hate getting my nose popped when I pull off a sweatshirt.
But I still like the cooler temps.