While the forecast was for -8 degrees F at 7 p.m. last night, on the way home from the library, my car was already registering -18. "This will not be good." I thought. This morning on the way to work my car said, "I can't lie and tell you it's just -22 'cause it's a lot colder than that." The gauge temp showed " --- ". Even the dairy owner's thermometer bottomed out w/ no temp. From an on-line site I figured out it probably got to -36. Tomorrow is suppose to be better - possibly. The dairy owner's agreed I should put off scrubbing the parlor until tomorrow. Pretty sure it'll end up just being me doing the scrubbing. Well, at least I'll be warm.
1 comment:
Wow. My car has never refused to tell me the actual temp. before. Ah, the wonders of living in the frozen North. ;-)
Rebecca
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