In which I, with great originality, talk about the weather.

The weather has been shit! Utter shit! Like, Midwestern-style, cold-as-fuck, stupid shit!

Snow, freezing rain, and temps well below freezing! Fuck this shit!

When it’s in the teens, the furnace runs constantly. There are drafts in the living room (it has two plate glass windows). My feet are always cold. And I don’t know what the feral cats drink when the creek is turned off and all other water is frozen solid.

My last two cheese factory shifts have been cancelled (and I’m glad, because I don’t want to walk to work in this shit) and today apparently we never even opened the shop at all. The yeti’s job kept announcing late starts and then just closing altogether. Today he’s only there from 10 to 4 because they started late and are closing early. Because FREEZING RAIN.

This town needs to buy a goddamned snow plow.

Last night it warmed up ten degrees, and I gotta say the difference between 13 and 23 is pretty significant, even from inside the house. The furnace blower gets to turn off from time to time, and you can open the blinds during the day to get a little light without feeling a literal breeze off the cold old windows!

My feet are still cold as shit. Thankfully I can put them on the heating pad on the couch!