So why’d we move to Florida again? Oh, yeah, no state taxes. I forgot.
The storm that’s now beginning to hit upper northeast cities got its start yesterday off the Jacksonville coast, which is just up the road from us. We had windy conditions with a driving rain most of the day, and then it got really cold over night. The temperature this morning when we woke up was 29 degrees.
I bought my Toyota in California back in 2007. Except for a very brief Portland, Oregon snow storm where it was garaged, this car has never really experienced temperatures below 40 degrees in its entire life. When this current cold snap began about a week ago, I noticed the car was starting to make sounds as I started the engine. I now realize that was its cry for help. This morning when I went to take out the garbage, I saw immediately that every window on it was covered with a thin layer of ice.
It looked pitiful.
I try hard not to personify my objects and possessions (I’ve been told it’s not very masculine), but I just couldn’t help but feel sorry for this car. Then I tried to start the engine but the battery was dead. I froze the poor thing!
If that weren’t enough, we also discovered this morning that our hot water heater died at some point during the night. Gorgeous noticed it in the shower, which didn’t exactly warm the cockles of her… well you get the idea. She wasn’t pleased. The problem turned out to be a broken thermostat. The plumber arrived in record time and replaced it in ten minutes. I’m sure his family will mention us tonight in thanks as they sit down to dinner.
Within the same hour, the auto club also got my car started. I drove over to a mechanic who replaced the battery with noticeable cheer. I’m stimulating the local economy today whether I wanted to or not.
Of course, that’s not necessarily the case for all businesses here in northern Florida. We noticed yesterday during the worst of the storm that our grocery store was uncommonly empty. There was bread and toilet paper aplenty, but just no customers!
But it is nonetheless interesting to see what some people buy during a storm, isn’t it?
Normally the first few weeks after New Year’s you get those “resolution” people who are newbies starting at the gym. They begin like gangbusters with chests pumped out, stomaches somehow turned in, and they’ve got gusto coming out of their… let’s say ears. But really within a few weeks we see less and less of them. By the end of February the place is for the most part back to normal with the familiar faces. So we braced ourselves yesterday for this annual invasion at our gym.
Not this week at least, though. We literally had the place to ourselves; the TV screen above my machine pretty much told the story.
And let’s be honest here. Some of the hearty regulars who did bother to show up, aren’t shooting for any Jack LaLanne lookalike awards.
Gorgeous has been complaining over the last couple of weeks that this is not the Florida she knows and loves. She’s been looking regularly at the weather for our previous city to the south, and hasn’t been shy to point out to me that they’re having a comparable “heat wave” with temperatures 20 degrees higher. My reasoned arguments back to her that this storm is a seasonal anomaly, that by this coming Monday we’ll be back to 70 degrees, that isn’t it nice to have opportunities to be cozy and snuggly just like the good old days in Michigan?, have all mostly gone on deaf ears. I think the hot water heater problem earlier this morning was probably the, ‘er, icing on the cake. It’s best I just stay silent.
For those of you reading this in northern states, particularly the Mid Atlantic and New England areas, I can appreciate any sarcasm you might be directing my way right now. You are no doubt looking longingly at travel brochures for Tahiti or Maui as your own temperatures head to sub-zero levels, along with several inches of snow.
So please don’t worry about us. We’ll suffer through the next few 40 degree days coming up.
Until next time…