Home Again
Jan. 16th, 2007 10:10 pmAll kinds of businesses were closed today. My employer is closed all day tomorrow. My inspection has been rescheduled for a week from Thursday. This is certainly the longest stretch of icy weather since I've been here (1985).
The streets around my house still don't have any ice on them, which makes me feel like my town is full of even bigger wimps than we really are. But the cars are covered in a thick layer of the stuff. I can't even open the door of my car. One of my friends saw snow; I've just seen sleet. I guess that's what it is when tiny spherical pellets the size of snowflakes are what's falling out of the sky.
I'm starting to ration some of my foods. Okay, just milk, ramen noodles and bread. There's still loads of everything else. We haven't even resorted to inventorying the freezer yet to see what's there that we've forgotten about. Plus we have several places in easy walking distance which have these things (two corner stores, a small Hispanic grocer, and a Target), at least one of which is probably open at any given time.
That sealant on my furnace looks exactly the same as the day it smoked up the house, so I'm still not using it. I'm starting to think it won't be dry until mid summer. Meanwhile, the lowest temperature indoors still hasn't dropped below 60 degrees, so that's totally livable. It's good that we have a wall heater in the bathroom. Still, my slouching muscles are aching, as if slouching will somehow keep me warmer.
I went to measure the thing I've been knitting to see if it was long enough. The bad news it that it's actually too wide: eight inches wide, not seven. I guess I can't tell the real width until the knitting gets pretty far away from the knitting needle. The good news is that my actual gauge seems to match exactly what the packaging said! So maybe I can just go around trusting these sorts of things and never worry about gauge again.
The streets around my house still don't have any ice on them, which makes me feel like my town is full of even bigger wimps than we really are. But the cars are covered in a thick layer of the stuff. I can't even open the door of my car. One of my friends saw snow; I've just seen sleet. I guess that's what it is when tiny spherical pellets the size of snowflakes are what's falling out of the sky.
I'm starting to ration some of my foods. Okay, just milk, ramen noodles and bread. There's still loads of everything else. We haven't even resorted to inventorying the freezer yet to see what's there that we've forgotten about. Plus we have several places in easy walking distance which have these things (two corner stores, a small Hispanic grocer, and a Target), at least one of which is probably open at any given time.
That sealant on my furnace looks exactly the same as the day it smoked up the house, so I'm still not using it. I'm starting to think it won't be dry until mid summer. Meanwhile, the lowest temperature indoors still hasn't dropped below 60 degrees, so that's totally livable. It's good that we have a wall heater in the bathroom. Still, my slouching muscles are aching, as if slouching will somehow keep me warmer.
I went to measure the thing I've been knitting to see if it was long enough. The bad news it that it's actually too wide: eight inches wide, not seven. I guess I can't tell the real width until the knitting gets pretty far away from the knitting needle. The good news is that my actual gauge seems to match exactly what the packaging said! So maybe I can just go around trusting these sorts of things and never worry about gauge again.