Getting weather buzzes
How about if I respond to an ordinary day, anecdotally. Let’s go with weather, because we all “kmpw” about the weather locally.
There’s a fancy wrist watch that has taken up residence in my/our bed. And it vibrates, in a manner akin to Dick Tracy. Makes the mattress vibrate, when certain alerts are received. Yes, even the weather alerts. Not always of a local concern; recently I learned that Toronto was going to get snow. For us, today, we prepared ourselves for wind and flash freezing.
Wind is a constant concern, because we want to know if the roof is going to head off on a voyage. The flash freeze is rare. With nothing better to do, I decided to spend my day trying to grasp how this worled.
This is mid-winter, and with the temperatures up to levels more like spring, there’s a lot of ground water. In my sump hole. I hoped that the freeze would happen after the inpour. It hasn’t, but I had to see for myself. Actually, the best sign of the freeze was that we had to prep the car. Lift the wipers up where the air could move by. The dog has received the brunt of things; his cord is now stiff, albeit unstuck from the ground. Keep on moving, buddy.
We also had a couple of power cuts, which proved that genny has my back. Still meed to reset the clocks, but that can wait for daylight. My own conclusion is that the weather warnings were a bit mcuh. I can’t speak for Toronto. I don’t have to skate anywhere; I will go to bed and see what the morning brings. The flash freeze is anticlimatic, albeit extremely climatic. Remind me to see if I need to edit those obvious spell guesses.
