And so, another week begins. After a rather pleasant day yesterday (or what passes for a pleasant day this year – it was sunny off and on and it got all the way up to 25°) not only is it really f*cking cold this morning, but we hit our high temp for the day around midnight and it’s been getting gradually colder ever since. We’re down to five (above) right now and they say it’l get down to something like -12 overnight. We haven’t actually been above freezing since back in January. With an average temperature of less than 10° so far, this is not only the coldest February of all time, but with the forecast for the rest of this week, it appears this will be the coldest month since they started keeping records around here back in 1902. Not the snowiest February ever, though it looks like it’ll be in the top three at least. And no relief in sight.

I took the opportunity yesterday to move some snow around and widen up the driveway. It was getting a little narrow, and I spent over four hours (and 3/4 of a tank of diesel) moving snow around so I’ll have a place to push whatever comes next. I also had to ready the gas and electric meters, so I had to shovel a path to them (and shovel out the generator hookup area, just in case). The snow in my front yard is chest high at this point, and I’m trying not think about how much snow is on the roof, because if I try to shovel it off I’ll bury every entrance (and window) to my house and probably have a heart attack while doing it.

If I’m lucky, they’ll continue to not fix the heat pump in my office ceiling, and I can continue to work from home for the next 8 years, 2 months, and 7 days (and counting). Since, at the very least, they’re planning on moving us to an even shittier location by the end of this year, that seems pretty doubtful. But I can hope.

And, hey, if I’m standing in the wrong place when my roof collapses, I won’t have to worry about much of anything (except odds are I’ll survive and then it’ll get really cold in here and what the hell am I gonna do with three dogs and two cats while they fix my house?).

Oh well, time to “go to work.”