Seriously . . . Negative 17 degrees.
What happened to all that Global Warming mumbo-jumbo, 'cause this sure doesn't feel like the polar ice caps are melting.
I've forgone all fashion sense and am wearing my clunky winter boots all day long. At least I can kind of feel my toes that way. And I've spent all my evenings this week buried under a blanket on the couch only to move directly to being buried under blankets in my bed.
I wonder if there are any jobs available in the south . . . anywhere in the south. Maybe South America?