No more snow mounds taller than me.
No more walking on ice sheets.
No more negative temperatures.
No more not going outdoors at all for entire days, simultaneously (weird!).
And hello San Francisco, California!
Here is what we won't be missing.
Although it does look kind of idyllic in photos, this environment is my white oppressor.
But we try to have fun with it. Like this one time last week when Mike wore a vintage Pendleton tweed coat with a fur collar, paired with sweatpants (Christmas gift from me, ha!) and rubber boots to walk with me to check in on a friend's cats.
Or this other time when I dressed up as a winter hobo (polka dot tights!).
One of the most comforting outfits of my winter.
The amount of snow dumped upon us this season is frightening.
But these Dr. Marten's boots have been coming through for me in a big way.
So there's that.
But we are going to forget about it all for five wonderful days, and I'm planning to go bare-ankle as much as possible. While Mike grew up in northern California, I've never spent much time there. I would love any suggestions of places to go and things to do in the bay area.
Happy New Year!