The bitter cold has descended upon us in Rochester. Yesterday, Christen looked at our outdoor thermometer and it read 5.4º F. This morning, it claims 1.3º F, and the wind chill brings the temperature down to something like -18º F, according to the weather report.
It’s cold enough that even Baxter, on his birthday today, looked miserable going out to do his business. I don’t blame him; my extremities were cold despite my Eddie Bauer coat, which is as much cold armor as I’ve ever worn. We didn’t bother going for our normal walk this morning.
Thank goodness we had our furnace repaired on Friday! We woke up Friday morning to the unpleasantness of no heat. (Of course, I didn’t want to have no heat, but I’d rather have gotten it fixed on a Friday rather than a weekend, especially since we needed a part that was lucky to be in stock.)