Calling Mother Nature

As I sit here waiting for the movers to arrive to estimate our moving needs in 8 weeks, I scanned the weather details for Paris. Right now, it's a bit cold. In fact, the temperatures are hovering around 50 degrees which is more indicative of February and not the end of March or first part of April. And according to reports, it looks like it's not changing anytime soon. Didn't spring start March 21st?

It did in Chicago. Apparently, the Windy City was a balmy 75 degrees and sunny yesterday. In Kansas City, it was 79 and in New York 75. Here, in Paris, our Sunday was cloudy, drizzly and barely 48 degrees.

Sure, we didn't have a cold winter. It was chilly but rarely colder than freezing during the day. But the problem is it appears it's going to be one of those winters that lingers for weeks - never getting warm. And unlike back home where you can have a temperature swing of 30 degrees in February where you walk around in shorts and t-shirts, that never happens in Paris. It's quite constant. But sometimes you need that burst of sun and heat to keep you going. Unfortunately, the only heat I'll be getting is from the tanning bed.

So here I sit, waiting for the movers and the spring-like weather to arrive. Let's hope the movers are more prompt than Mother Nature. Who am I kidding, it's France. Nothing is ever on time.