Deep Freeze

The sad thing is, we ain't seen nothin' yet. From everything I read there's a whopper of a storm headed our way this weekend, followed by more plunging temperatures. I wore too-small cleats this morning in case of ice (fortunately found the larger size this evening, so the others are now at the back of the closet), and was able to give them to Robin at the bus stop where he'd graciously walked me. The long winter coat was absolutely a necessity, even wore a jumper shirt as I figured the office might be a tad cold. All went well except when I was Out In It (Manhattan West is so windy!), and the temps are now plunging something awful, but nothing compared to what's to come. At least Thursday, my next Manhattan day, is supposed to be something of a reprieve. Yep, I'm more than tired of winter...