I know. People farther north and at higher elevations are having colder weather than this. Some are having snow. In some places your spit freezes solid before it can reach the ground. I've been in those places before. But one of the points of the van dwelling retiree life is to flee unpleasant weather as often as possible.
It can't be that the lower temperature is just there, minding its own business. No, the wind forces it on you like an attention-starved jerk. "Notice me! Notice me! Notice me! See how chilly it is? Huh? Huh? Notice me!" It has to make standing in the sun useless, and the shade downright nasty. It has to make your eyes water and your nose run. (The tissue sellers are happy.)
So, it's a day to play inside. Whee. Tomorrow or Thursday we start moving west, south and lower.
Meanwhile, for your enjoyment, an animated wind map.