Last night when I left the restaurant I discovered that my car was not wet, though it looked so, but completely iced over. I scraped and scraped, and finally got it to where I thought I could drive. It was raining lightly. Got in the the car to discover that the raindrops were freezing as they hit my windshield. The wiper were useless. I made the tiny distance to my house. The windshield was completely iced over again after the four block drive.
Fast forward to this morning. I get up, get dressed, taking my time about it, as I'm up a little early this morning. I wander into the kitchen to make coffee and discover that it's snowing. I swear out loud a bit. Start my coffee. Wander back to my room to change into more appropriate clothing. Go outside, start the car, come back, finish making coffee, make my lunch and head out into it. 20 minutes later I am covered in snow, the car is still iced over (a heavy, hideous layer, under the snow), I can't seem to scrape enough. I give up, call my boss, say I am going to be an hour late and go back inside. Of course it immediately stops snowing and the sun peeks out a bit. So I figure I just need to give it 20 minutes and go back out. The sun here always seems to instantly dissipate the ice. The roads will be better this way too.
WTF, Tennessee!! When I declare I am done with winter, do not dump a bunch of snow on me! You are supposed to make flowers bloom. This better be the end of it, I swear!
Also my nose will not stop running, which makes scraping ice one of the more miserable propositions ever. Ugh.
Okay, finishing the coffee and going again to try and start my day.