Is it spring? Please tell me this is the real spring and not some kind of fake spring that will suddenly vanish in the blink of an eye, to be replaced with snow and horridness.
I do not trust this weather.
I am afraid this means I will end up standing in sandals in ankle-deep snow, like I did when my friend Becky got married. And then I will die.
Snow on the ankles = death.
I am also afraid that this Trick Spring will cause me to take out all my warm weather clothes and put my cold weather wear away nicely, only to have to reverse the process next week. I am too lazy for that kind of repetition.
Someone needs to reassure me about this.