Like, all the time. It’s the end of May, the temp was in the mid-60s today, and I’m bundled up in jeans and two shirts. I tried to wear shorts and a polo shirt around the house today, but no; had to put on warmer clothes.
Cari says it’s because of the weight loss. There’s less fat to keep me warm this year. (I’m currently at 33 pounds lost even though I stopped trying after reaching my 26-pound goal.)
She might be on to something. I’ve been cold for about two months now, and that’s how long it’s been since I reached my goal.
Still, weird. Don’t like. Ready for an 85-degree day, and the sooner, the better.