After today, I quite agree with that.
After a stretch of hot, humid summer days, Toronto took a plunge in temperature, barely skimming 20 degrees (68 deg F) with occasional rain.
The brave (or the foolish - whichever you prefer) stubbornly stuck to summer dresses, sleeveless tops and skirts resembling handkerchiefs, while the smart reached for jackets and stockings to cope with this sudden change.
I'm not brave or smart, if anything, I'm confused.
Stumbling out of bed at 5:30 a.m. I paid no attention to the temperature. At that ungodly hour, my senses are limited.
Fresh out of the shower I'm fully awake, but too busy getting myself ready for the day to pay much attention to the temperature. If anything, I tend to overheat while running around getting my outfit together, trying on and discarding shoes, and locating Chanel, Charlotte, Mickey, Gabriel and Zippy (my four cats and bunny).
My condo does nothing to give me an accurate feel of the temperature.
South-facing. with excellent air-conditioning, it's never really cold, or really hot.
Relying on the weather channel is pointless.
The meteorologists are frequently wrong and cannot be relied upon.
So, the best thing to do is … take a chance with an outfit and hope for the best.
Usually I get it right, today I got it wrong.
I'd put on light pants, a short-sleeves top, and debated whether or not to wear a jacket.
Yes, I thought. It's better to have it and not need it, than to need it and not have it.
That I needed the jacket became obvious as soon as I set foot outside.
O M G !!! Was today July 29th or October 29th?
It was (excuse my French) bloody cold!
A smart person would have gone back upstairs to change into a long sleeved top and grabbed a warmer jacket, but rushed for time as I was, I decided to brave it. After all, it might warm up.
I was wrong, again. During the course of the morning it started to drizzle, making the day seem even colder.
At work there was no chance of warming up either.
I don't know that it is with most offices, but it seems management wants to keep their staff on ice.
People everywhere were hugging themselves against the cold, rubbing their arms to get rid of goosebumps, rubbing their hands together to get the blood in their fingers flowing, and nursing hot cups of coffee, tea or cacao.
Tomorrow I’ll be smarter. I’ll wear a warmer pants, a long sleeved shirt and a fall jacket. And watch it, then it will probably warm up and I’ll be sweating buckets.
It’s always like that. When I forget my shades, the sun shines, when I remember them, there’s not a ray of sunshine to be seen. When I forget my umbrella, it rains, when I remember it, not a drop of rain falls.
Come to think of it … ever since I bought several pairs of shorts, the Toronto weather has gone to the dogs. Could it be that the sun took one look at my legs and went into hiding?