In between three concurrent jobs, I gave in and took the dogs on a hike. During said hike I removed my shirt, sweated, and later put my shirt back on because my shoulders were turning a bit pink.
It is November. Thanksgiving is NEXT WEEK.
If you happen to care at all about my holiday plans, we'll be staying in LA for both Christmas and Thanksgiving. I'm exhausted from travelling and saw my entire family, extended and otherwise at my sister's wedding. Ergo, first Christmas in LA (which I'm told is a delightful ghost town).