I’m home early today, awaiting the arrival of the new washing machine. Nasty day for moving big metal things around but what can we do? It was about 3F this morning when I went off to work and I’m sure it was not the coldest temp of the night.
As near-New Englanders, we know that this is traditionally the coldest time of the year and we are good at soldiering through it. We put on a sweater, a hat, mittens, an extra blanket: whatever it takes to add just a bit more to our normal routine and then, we get on with it.
