Damn, it’s here already.
This morning I almost have
to warm my car up to defrost the windows.
Almost. I can tell tomorrow will
be a pre-warm-the-car kind of morning, but today I escape. No ice to scrape off the windows; no frost
clogging up my commute.
I mistakenly believe I’ve
sidestepped winter for another few moments.
I head off to work where, surprise, the heat is actually on for a
while. I wear my extra fleece over my
sweater for most of the day, and rejoice when I leave work and it is nice
enough to open car windows if even for a little while. (Okay, I have heat on my feet with the
windows open. Sue me. It’s a New England thing.)
It isn’t until I get home
and fire up the computer that I realize winter may have arrived already, slightly
ahead of schedule but here just the same.
I see via an Internet post that my friend has fallen and broken her
collar bone in multiple places.
How does this happen? She isn’t a clumsy person. It’s not like she’s frail and aged. But, a collar bone? Broken?
Multiple times?
Seriously – how the heck
did this happen?
The answer: Icy driveway.
That’s right. Ice.
In her driveway. ICE.
Even worse, what’s the
best way to keep the swelling down and reduce the pain? Yup, you guessed correctly: ICE.
Oh, the irony. Oh, winter.
Oh, damn.
It’s here already.
