Good morning. Today sure is a frigid Tuesday, especially for late February. My phone said it was negative fourteen this morning, although the weatherman reported it was not record cold.

Ever since I set my alarm clock to play the Hollies’ Bus Stop to remind me when to leave for the bus stop, I have felt many mornings that I am starting to relive Ground Hog Day over and over again. It’s always that same darn cheesy song and it’s off to work. Maybe it’s time to set my alarm clock back to a generic alarm.

I will be glad when the road salt in finally gone. Some people hate the cold and snow of winter. I hate the road salt. Road salt covers everything and promotes rust. I wouldn’t mind living in a cold climate state if they didn’t use so much darn road salt. I think when I eventually decide what to do with the rest of my life, I will add the use of road salt to my list of things to consider.