Cursing the Cold


Curse you cold weather! I mean really it's quickly approaching the end of March. I thought the days of my ankle-length North Face and woolen hat had passed by. After all, yesterday I was wearing short sleeves and my spring coat! Way to take 10 steps backwards into the freezing depths of winter.

Am I alone in feeling like the Michelin man traipsing onto the train each morning? As previously stated, wearing heels are not an option. I thought my Uggs were done for the season. But here I am, trudging through the PATH station with an extra 10 pounds of gear. And don't even get me started on the days when I bring my coffee to work and am forced to balance my kindle, coffee, hat, AND Vera Bradley tote filled with heels. Pretty sure nothing says unglam like this!