Tuesday, January 21, 2025
Last night, it dropped to a frigid MINUS 30 and wasn’t much better when we got up this smorning. And while the sun was out in an amazing blue sky, with a sort of surreal faery mist, it was still MINUS 25. I tried to persuade the OH not to walk into work this morning, but they were insistent they had to be there, in person, for a meeting.
So I made sure they left the house looking like the Michelin Man’s cousin. Dressed head to foot in the warmest clothing possible. I should have taken a photo, as I’m sure they haven’t looked that uncomfortable since they were a kid going to school.
Now, looking out the window, it almost looks benign, almost luring me out for a walk around the local park. But I know better. Siri just told me it’s still minus 18 out there (and still feeling like minus 20). So nah, I’ll watch the world go by via the window, staying inside, thanks. Besides, there’s tennis on this afternoon.