There you have it. One word. My reason for not doing a thing.
It was 8 degrees this morning. Eight. Eight. Unfrickingbelievable.
Yeah, yeah, I know that it was 31 in Miami this morning. It's been in the low 40s at night in the Keys. 31 is almost four times warmer than it is here, and 40 is five times.
I'm considering retiring and moving to the Keys without a job. It's five times warmer there at night. So we won't be able to pay the mortgage. The house in WV is locked in ice anyway. No one, including its owner, can get to it anyway.
I wish I could just leave. I won't because I'm too responsible to bail. But I'll think about it a whole lot.