Notes on Home

Since being home I've had to adjust to a few things of course, but most of it came back. Driving, for example. DC drivers still manage to get under my skin but it's okay, hopefully I'll escape before all the bad driving habits come back, and I managed to not get in an accident (yet? knock on wood). I remembered you're allowed to turn right on red. I remembered the plus-five rule on speed limits. Just like riding a bicycle.

The weather is extremely warm right now, but when I first got home the end of March it was a wee bit chilly, but I was a confused girl because I know how to dress for Edinburgh temperatures---which I only know in Celsius. I can convert them to Fahrenheit, sure, but the Celsius drove into my brain to become instinctual. I think the temperatures here were more or less the same, into the 30's and 40's, but I completely forgot how to dress for weather that was cold-ish but not windy. In Scotland the game is to cover as much skin as possible without bundling up too much; especially for the two-mile walk to KB. At home? I couldn't really remember how to dress for a 42F evening stroll with the dogs. But that kind of knowledge comes back too.
Of course now it's hotter than Scotland will see for months, and I'm trying not to get used to that.