Some days I am so thankful I don’t have to go to work. The
last few days have been no fun. Temps in the teens with wind-chills in the
single digits. We had a little snow that turned to ice. It won’t melt for
another day or two, I’m sure.
When it’s like this, I tend to hibernate. I haven’t left the
house in several days. Our Beagle, Fred, has a winter coat to wear, but he
still can’t stop shivering when he is outside. Out Spitz, Mindy, on the other
hand, loves the cold and snow. Her only frustration is that Fred doesn’t want
to leave the garage.
We lived in Pennsylvania the last several years before
retiring. The cold gave my muscles all kinds of problems. Even worse was the
ice. I never felt safe. Often, I had to wait in my car until someone arrived to
help me into the office. Once I was indoors, I never left until closing time.
We moved to the South for two important reasons. The first
was to be near my wife’s family. The second was to escape the cold.
Fortunately, winters are short and ice storms are infrequent. Because I was
born and raised in Minnesota, I am often asked if I miss the snow. My response
is always the same. NO. If I want snow, I can drive two hours north or east and
be in the mountains.
Right now, all I am waiting for is the warm up in a couple
of days. We’re supposed to be in the 40s and 50s again. That is a winter’s day
I can enjoy.
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