the scarf

Today I ran errands after school... typical Christmas insanity. This morning, it was a tad chilly, so with my short-sleeved shirt, I threw on this really cute fleece scarf that my Secret Santa had given me, not because it was that cold, but simply because the scarf matched my outfit perfectly.

After school, it was probably 75 degrees out. Definitely no need for a scarf, but it wasn't uncomfortable, and I just hadn't gotten around to taking it off. Every time walked through the door of whatever store it was at which I had stopped, I would wish that I'd remembered to leave the damn scarf in the car. You know people were looking at me and thinking: "Dude. It's 75 degrees out. Lose the scarf."

And it's not that I didn't realize it was 75 degrees out and wearing a scarf. I just kept forgetting to take it off. And I kept saying to myself. "Dude. It's 75 degrees out and I'm wearing a freaking scarf."