Every Monday morning, I go out in my pajamas before 8 a.m. to move the car out of the driveway so that we don’t get a ticket when the street sweeper comes.
This morning, there was a thick layer of ice on all the windows.
I was too cold to wait for it to thaw, so I got the car decently double-parked and ran back inside.
I used to live where you had to carry a lock de-icer in your bag, wear longjohns for 3 months out of the year, and keep an ice scraper in your car.
But I haven’t lived in weather like that in over ten years, and I’m not such a hardy plant any more.
I still can’t feel my toes.