November Blues
It's another -30 degree morning at the Binger residence. I've been out charging my vehicle, as a certain someone forgot to turn off the lights after driving it yesterday: the battery was as dead as a door nail.
It's times like this that I question my sanity. I am not a person who enjoys winter. Skiing, snowboarding, skating: none of these things give me any great pleasure. Dressing like the Michelin Tire guy doesn't fit in with my sense of fashion. Chopping kindling in the wee hours of the morning is for the birds. So why in heck am I still living in the Yukon?
This place is such a tease: when it's beautiful here, it's breathtaking, and I can't imagine wanting to be anywhere else. But when it decides to dish out the bitter cold, it can be downright cruel.
Ah well, off to the battlefield go my long underwear and I!
7:19:02 AM 
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