I don't think you truly understand how much you've adapted to something until it changes. After 2 months of triple-digit temperatures here in Dallas we are now set to enjoy a week in the 80s to low 90s. This Labor Day morning we were alerted by an ecstatic Thea running around the apartment proclaiming, "It's cold! It's cold!" Petra, not being one to be taken in by such incredible statements, went out onto the porch to feel for herself. Her report: "It's freezing cold!" But what might "freezing cold" mean?
69 degrees! Cold indeed! Having adapted to weather that has been between 30 and 40 degrees hotter on a daily basis, I suppose 69 degrees legitimately qualifies as "cold." …"Freezing" might be a stretch.
