Our thermometer read zero when we rose this morning. It read 32 when I went to bed. That’s a drop. I walked my daughter out to the bus and we were glad to have snow pants and neck gaitors. A breeze blew. The snow squeaked. It wasn’t a day for the bus to be late. It was early.
Soon after that I headed to work, sans snowpants. Well, I did in fact toss them in the car. You never know. My legs were cold just walking to the garage. And this is why we have a garage. The thermometer in the car (a feature worth having let me tell you) read 20 degrees. Let me say that again, 20 degrees! That is a twenty degree difference between the outside air temperature and the unheated garage temperature. That makes having a garage a huge bonus.
And here’s another thing: no scraping. When the air gets icy and I’ve got to leave early, that’s when I forget that I need to scrape the frost. But with a garage, no problemo dude. No frost to scrape. It is warmer, I don’t have to scrape, I can get in the car without getting wet in the rain. It is awesome.
When we bought this house we weren’t looking for a garage. We knew it would be a good thing to have, but baby I’m so sold on it now. How cold I ever go back? Hopefully I won’t have to.
My only problem now is my sucky windshield wipers. I paid extra, for the first time ever, to have someone else install a set for me the last time I brought the car in for service. I figured I just wanted to get it done, so I didn’t do it myself. Way to go Economy Boy. They sucked from the beginning, and they still suck. No matter what I have done to adjust them, they streak like nuts. And on an icy day like this, with salt and crap getting kicked up, I need some wipers that do the job.
Even my awesome garage won’t help with that problem. I just need to suck it up and get another pair. I guess it is better to pay a few extra bucks than to crack up because I can’t see what is coming at me. That would really make some poor financial sense.