It's actually...hot!

I'd gotten so used to being cold all the time. Lately I've only been cold in the mornings. Gradually it became an important question whether I had enough t-shirts, rather than sweatshirts, to get through to the next shot at a washing machine. Today I started OUT in a t-shirt, and having just come back from a long walkie with the boys I'm actually sweating. In a t-shirt. I should be near death from hypothermia.

It feels really weird.