If you remember from my last post, I had great intentions of starting an exercise regime. Today I found out that our health club was flooded and would be closed “indefinitely” until management can assess the damage. Remembering the debacle last year around the pool closure, we could be in for a long wait.
In the meantime I will do laps around the complex, as long as the weather holds up. And speaking of the weather, the unseasonably balmy weather of a few weeks ago gave way to unseasonably frigid weather, bringing the snow squalls and snow accumulations we’ve come to expect as Canadians.
So what to do when it’s -20 and snowing? Watch your neighbour make a snow angel. 🙂
Let me just say I’m glad I pay someone to do my snow removal.
Here are some photos of our Canadian winter, 2014.
My porch, Midnight, Febuary 6, Ontario
Guess the back door is a no go. (Alberta)
Can anyone say ‘avalanche? (Cape Breton)
Your very own igloo in Ontario
There ARE cars for sale–honest! (Newfoundland)
Is it scarier to be on the street or in those houses? (Orillia, Ontario)
If you miss the stop sign just hit the snow. (Kitchener, Ontario)
It was lovely at first. Christmas morning, large fluffy snow flakes coming down. Before long, the world was coated in white.
Purty snow taken with my iPhone, Christmas Day.
Then I got over it.
Boxing Day (day after Christmas, for those who don’t know) it was still snowing. Ordinarily, this wouldn’t be a problem, except for the fact that the idiot property maintenance people I hired neglected to add me to their snow removal list. It took two phone calls and a great deal of agitation to get the goof to clear my driveway. At 1:00 in the morning. And he did a crappy job.
Blurry blizzard in the works, Boxing Day.
Today, I set about to do my chores and poof–there goes my windshield wipers. Dang. (I must admit that it was my fault; I get impatient waiting for the defrost to work, and work the wipers while they’re still stuck to the window.) Off I go to find a full service gas station, and to my dismay discover that there aren’t any–at least I couldn’t find any. So I decided to visit the car dealership across town (driving all the while through snow covered windows), and of course their service department was closed. The salesman suggested I go to Canadian Tire (which is also across town) and by this time I think I’m pressing my luck. Is that two-foot pile of snow on my roof going to decide to plop down on the windshield NOW? It didn’t–and Canadian Tire put on my new blades and fixed up the screwed wipers. Yay Canadian Tire.
Kudos to CT for fixing my wipers so fast.
When I got home, I continued painting my kitchen. I’m using Annie Sloan chalk paint and I love it.
Kitchen in transit
Again, crappy photo but you get the gist.
Until next time, stay warm!