Oh, The Weather Outside Was Frightful!

Oh, the weather outside was frightful,

So my commute was not delightful,

But since I’ve got to go to work,

I’ll drive in an ice storm like a jerk…

 

I was in a good mood when I left The House on the Hill this morning, Modern Philosophers.  You read my morning post, so you know I’d gotten up early and cleared away the snow and ice in the driveway.

The roads were looking good, the temperature was supposed to rise into the 40s, and the snow/freezing rain (aka Frow) was supposed to change over to rain and then be gone altogether.

I figured it would be an easy drive to work.

Boy, was I mistaken…

The ice storm started as I was walking to the garage.  By the time I had backed Zombie Car out of the garage and closed the garage door, ice had formed on all the windows.

I blasted the defrosters, grabbed the ice scraper from the backseat (it is always handy!), and braved the downpour to clear all the windows.

The defrosters kept the windshield and the back window clear, but the other windows were covered in ice by the time I got down the block.  I had no other choice but to drive with the two front windows open.  Otherwise, I could not see oncoming traffic when turning or merging onto the highway.

So it was 25 degrees, ice was falling from the sky, and I was doing 30 mph on the highway with the defrosters blasting at 77 degrees and the windows wide open.

I stayed in the slow lane and let the taillights of the pickup truck ahead of me guide me down the highway.  When the pickup exited, I just maintained my slow, steady pace until I finally reached my exit.

Needless to say, it was a stressful commute.  I eased down the last quarter of a mile to the office, and pulled into a parking spot.

I then scraped the ice off all the windows, and kicked the slushy build up from where it had nestled in all the tire wells.

When I finally got inside the building, I turned on my phone to check my messages.

One text.

From Snow Miser:

“Happy Hump Day, Toga Boy.”

Please excuse the lack of a silly, Christmas themed post tonight, Modern Philosophers.  I just needed to vent a little about Snow Miser’s early Christmas gift.

He’s too much..