As many of you know, we used to live in Montana seven years ago for eight years (got it?) Now we live in overpriced, overcrowded, overtaxed sunny Southern California where most days we have picture perfect weather and just a mere few weeks ago we even had some days in the low to mid 80s.
Today was not one of our picture perfect weather days down here. Mid 50s and rain, a bit of wind. I guess we have to have those days, especially the rain, especially if we want water to drink or wash our clothes and dishes in or to take a shower, amongst all the other ways we use water.
However, in Montana, not the city we used to live in, but another city, closer to the Canadian border, the weather was -50. -50 just in case you didn't catch it the first time.
Almost 100 degrees difference from where we were today. And today at 55 degrees, I was cold and bundling up and making warm cups of sugar free apple cider to keep warm.
I have to admire those that live in that type of temperature day after day after day through the months of winter, even sometimes have the winter come in the fall months or extend to the spring months. They are hardy people, the people of Montana. They get out there, they never close the schools unless the buses can't run, they take their babies out all bundled up (seriously, I worked in the nursey at the church there and when changing diapers, the babies would have three onesies on them.
I know I lived there for eight years and I was out there too, but I was cold (and miserable most of the time because I was cold) from October until June.
But it is interesting how life works. Hubby had the opportunity a few weeks ago to return to the city where we used to live for a job interview. I doubt that he is going to take the job, if offered it, for a variety of reasons. There are more negatives to it than positives. But if we felt it was where God wanted us to be (and I don't get that sense yet) then if offered, we would probably go. I did love Montana when we lived there. I call it the best eight years of my life (and the hardest eight years).
I just don't know though about the weather. -50 degrees. Now granted the city we lived in only got down to -1 for their high today. But that is still too cold for me. I just don't think our bodies are meant to be in that cold of weather. And I just don't think I could do the severe cold again.
So how about you? How was your weather today?