unseasonal

Detroit set a record for warm temperatures on today’s date (73 degrees), and I’m not sure how I feel about it.

I pulled out a favorite pair of shoes, wedge espadrilles that left my ankles bare. I miss being able to slip into easy shoes without worrying about which socks to wear with which boots or sitting down on the floor to pull on my chunkiest ones with all my might. I like how they look but probably should have considered real leather or a pair with a zipper instead of relying on bodily contortion to pull them on each morning (and afternoon. and evening. depending on what I’m doing for the day.

I drove with the windows down, listening to Usher, like it was twenty years ago and I wasn’t worried about money and kids’ schedules and my cortisol levels. My sunglasses were finally being used for sun and not just the cool glare of thin air bouncing off blinding snow.

I loved walking outside, sweating the slightest amount in just short sleeves and black leggings. More than the heat, I enjoyed walking with my girl on the serendipitous day that aligned a day off school and work with gorgeous warmth and sunshine.

But tomorrow will be thirty degrees, at least that’s what is predicted, after a night of thunderstorms and possible hail, all of those weather phenomena that occur when temperature extremes crash into each other. (Of course that leads to worry about why we’re getting these weather swings to begin with, overall warmer winters with cold stretches that make me cry due to wind and maybe a little worry.

It hasn’t cooled down yet, at 8:00 p.m., though I expect it will soon. I should close the sliding door currently allowing some breeze to stir the curtains into movement. I should do a lot of things, but I’ll try to appreciate this respite from winter, a day of lunch with a friend, a walk with my daughter, a movie on the couch with my son, talking to Ryan about voting and who will pick up whom, the juxtaposition of unseasonable weather and lovely normalcy making everything feel almost like a promise of the spring to come.