Tomorrow morning I'm going to get up and wait for the bus like I do every weekday. And like too many days this year, it's going to be in the negatives. That's not wind chill and that's not centigrade. The forecast for nine hours from now is -5.
I lived in this state for 22 years. I know the weather is screwy. But in all those years we never had weather this sucktacular. The weather is literally making me angry because my "lack of reliable transportation" situation gets trickier with these ridiculous temperatures, and I get stuck in the house with no groceries, spending the day listening to the stomping and tantrums upstairs.
And I'm still annoyed by the heater situation and someone (no doubt someone under the age of four) coming in and turning on my Wii, so my brain is a big tangled ball of frustration, comprised of a bunch of rubber bands stretched out as far as they'll go.
(Don't get me started on work.)
At least if the weather were nice it would be one less thing to be irritated by. I could deal with the toddler tantrums at home if the rest of my day weren't so stressful.
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