My day started off running late, I went out to scrape off the car only to discover that Ive lost the scraper end of my snow brush, so back into the house I go to find something that will get the ice off without scratching the windows. Kick my shoes off as I come rushing through the front door only to step in cat puke (Daphne must have waited until the second I closed the door to leave that present). Get the mess and myself cleaned up and manage to find a plastic wide-toothed comb which I figure will do the job and by the time I get back to the car, the defroster has gotten the ice to the point that the windshield wipers will finish the job. After taking almost half an hour to drive less than 6 km to work, the only nice thing I have to say is the sun is shining. Sigh
Posted on: Thu, 20 Nov 2014 18:47:52 +0000