[Quiet Man Cometh]

Not a happy Monday! Well, not so bad now, but not so fun this morning when I got up to find my car encased in an ice sheet. I don't mind winter but inconsistent winter is evil. It's unusually warm for this time of year, warm enough for rain, but still cold enough at night to freeze it. Instead of a layer of fluffy insulating snow that I can just brush off an be on my way, I get a textured sheet of ice that laughs at attempts to "scrape" it. After a few attempts I ran into the house (was late by now) to grab a bucket of water that I dumped on the window with one hand, while the other had the scrapper and scraped off the slush in case it tried to freeze again. I need more washer fluid now.

Fortunately I had no errands to run for work today, and spent half an hour after work chipping and prying off the remainder of the ice. I hope nothing important is in my trunk because I probably won't see it until May, or open the passenger door. I decided my heroic efforts deserved Tim Horton's dinner (not because it's luxury or anything, but because I don't have to cook.)