I’ve decided that this is the winter of roller coaster weather. Warm to the point of thaw, then ridiculously cold. Then back to warm again. And somewhere along the way the snow has come. Not a lot at any one time, but it’s beginning to add up.
I’ve been blowing the driveway clean because lately I’ve been the only reasonably healthy person in our small household. And after a couple of times I went to the nearest hardware store and purchased one of those cute little plastic cabs that go over snowblowers to keep the snow from blowing in the face of the operator. Me. I’ve had it with ice-covered cheeks. No, after this I’m going to enjoy the process. Okay,. I enjoy the process even without the cab but that protection will make it even better. Because I do like winter but I also like comfort. Which is already creating problems with my future novel Polar Vortexk that’ll take place in a future ice age. I insist that my characters be comfortable in that cold weather. At least the major ones. Antifreeze in their veins? Built-in hand warmers? I don’t know just what yet, but there will be something.