A while back, you may remember that I had to have my garage torn down since it was a neighborhood eyesore and a hazard to anyone who might be standing inside of it at any given moment. I really didn't want to tear the garage down for a variety of reasons, but as the weather gets colder, some of the secondary reasons have become primary.
Every day I go to work I have to defrost the windshield of my car. And I can't use a scraper because the frost is too fine. I have to sit and wait for the moment when I can finally see just enough of the world outside my windshield. I never had to do that when my car had a roof over it.
And very soon we'll be seeing snow. Fuck snow. Now I'll have to start brushing my car off every morning, too, but I'll have to wade through snow where once a roof protected the floor from it. And I'll probably have to start salting that platform that stands testament to what had once been there. I do not look forward to shoveling out the alley, too. Last year proved I no longer have the physical ability to do this due to my bad leg. I can't imagine how horrible the next few months are going to be for me.
Welcome to the End Times. Time to get familiar with cannibalism . . .
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