It's humid. Good gosh, it's ridiculously humid these days. I spend most of my days indoors, or when I need to go out, I dress in as few pieces of clothing as possible that can be deemed "decent." I don't mind the heat as much, but when it feels like I can hardly take a breath of air, I feel a bit claustrophobic.
A couple days ago, when we finally were graced with a bit of rain, I ventured out to take a quick stroll in the now-cooled park. It wasn't perfect weather, and it was still boiling hot. But I was getting antsy and needed some nature time. It's times like these that I am so glad that I am as short as I am. I'm 5'3/4" and proud. Less height= shorter legs. And short skirts end up covering a lot of leg for someone so short.