Too cold to handle.

I have so much to write about, yet I cannot seem to put my thoughts together enough to write them down.
My hair. will not do what I want it to do lately.
Literally, about five days ago we had 75 degree weather.
This morning it had gotten so cold, not only was the outside of my car frozen, so was the inside.
I could not open my door. The INSIDE of my lock was frozen, so I couldn't turn it.
WUT.
I was not bred for this kind of weather. It makes me grumpy.

Apparently I have a man coming my way.
 Meaning the love of my life is close.
WUT.
I cant handle this.
I CANT.