February 05, 2007
Where is Global Warming When I Need It?
The little weather button on the ICPSR intranet page currently says -8, and the windchill is -22. I guess we are making up for an exceptionally warm December. We are supposed to be back up in the positive temperatures tomorrow, but this extra-cold weather makes it really hard to do anything, especially walk to work before the crack of dawn.
Since I walk in to work about an hour before David does, he and I parted this morning with some not-terribly-encouraging words about the cold: I told him to call me when he got to work and let me know he didn't freeze to death; he told me to stay on busy streets in case I fell down. Great.
Fully armed with long underwear (top and bottom), wool pants, a wool coat, wool hat, wool mittens, and a wool scarf wrapped around my face, I set out. On Main Street a man stopped me. I don't know what he ultimately wanted, but he introduced himself to me, took off his glove, and held out his hand for me to shake. I wasn't about to take off my mittens in that weather, or even stop, so I just told him I couldn't and kept going. But I was haunted by the thought of what he might have wanted. Did he need my help in some way? I should have told him to get inside somewhere.
Despite my full-on wool outfit, by the time I got to work, my hands were frozen and stinging. My scarf was tinged with white where my breath had frozen. But fortunately, someone had already made coffee, so I was able to warm up pretty quickly. I have never in my life been so glad to be at the office.
Posted by eklanche at February 5, 2007 07:28 AM