Monday: 82 degrees and sunny. Wore shorts and flip flops.
Tuesday: 78 degrees. Nice breeze. "DFW is actually really nice."
Wednesday: Tornado warning. Hail the size of golf balls. My car looks like it was attacked by a very angry golf course.
Thursday: 43 degrees. Freezing rain. Where is my coat? I don't own a coat. I live in TEXAS.
Friday: 75 degrees again. Birds singing. Sun shining. As if Wednesday never happened.
Saturday: 95 degrees. It's April.
Sunday: "Light chance of rain." Translation: biblical flood for exactly 22 minutes, then sunshine.
If you don't like the weather in DFW, wait 15 minutes. If you DO like the weather, also wait 15 minutes.
The only consistent thing about DFW weather is that your weather app is wrong.