A Do Nothing Day

Very frustrated.

When I have a do nothing day, a day that involves walking across the face of the earth, I seem able to perform without problem all day. The lungs work, the legs work, I notice that I must be more careful of traffic towards the end of the day as I am not as alert as I was at the beginning and I will take more chances. Read the last sentence to be saying “towards the end of a long day of walking, as my ability to perform computational mechanics in my head declines, and as my innate ability to calculate the speed of advance of an onrushing vehicle worsens, I become less capable and more of a threat to myself.” But I can function. I can get there and back. I have the satisfaction of a minor accomplishment.
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Buried and Jammed

It is now 1955 hours on January 10th. The past two and a half hours have been spent digging out the car. A plow comes to clear the parking lot but if you are unable to move your car, it becomes “plowed in.” Mine was definitely plowed in. More than that. It was buried and jammed. It also wore a thick hat of two feet of snow with an inch and a half of a stiff ice crust brim beneath the crown. The local temperature is now 6 degrees centigrade. In the middle of January! According to one forecast, a light rain started falling 15 minutes ago. No sign of it. Snow is forecast to start in 56 minutes. For that to be correct we must experience a massive temperature drop in the next hour.
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