Some people's kids Wednesday was arguably the coldest night of the season so far. The actual temperature was -30 and with the windchill it was -40. The perfect night to be inside, in front of a fire, reading a book with a hot cup of tea. Guess what I was doing. I was helping my friend J move. I managed to avoid the packing of the truck but I was there for the unloading at the new place. Luckily, as a girl, I was able to snag "inside" duty, taking boxes from the boy-cicles and piling them in semi-organized areas. I must say though, that I think J could have chosen a worse night for moving if he'd really tried hard. I don't think enough effort went into choosing a bad night. A raging blizzard maybe, or a raging blizzard on Christmas Eve. Yes, that would have been the worst possible scenario. Kids these days just don't try hard enough. |