I consider myself a spoiled girl in many ways. Two words to justify that statement: heated garage.
Yep, it's true! It's heaven. When you live in a state that experiences all four seasons, where winters are terribly long and cold, this luxury is absolute heaven.
Each morning on my commute to work, I leave my heated garage never knowing how hot, warm, cold, or humid it is outside until I arrive at work. Another perk to this? Watching the digital temperature gauge in my car fall as I drive into work on my 35-40 minute commute. It only takes about 5 minutes for the temperature gauge to adjust, but boy is it fun watching it drop!
This morning I watched it fall from 63 degrees to 4 degrees! Our tristate area broke records today due to the frigid cold weather. They're calling it the "polar vortex." Newspapers printed that New York City broke a 118 year record as temperatures fell to only four degrees.
I had a pit in my stomach all day because I was so nervous about my car starting this afternoon. As I left at 4:30, my face turned bright red on my short walk outside. I sat in my car, praying for it to start. It made a weird sound but it started!!
My temperature gauge read lucky number 7 the whole ride home. It fell to 5 degrees as I ran local errands down the street from my apartment and then fell to 4 degrees as I pulled into my heated garage.
It sure is cold, but it's fun living in an area where the temperatures vary from one extreme to another. As much as I dream about living on an island, I know that my body, mind, and soul would crave the change in temperature, eventually.
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