Well, I guess now I have all day to finally write Christmas (New Year's?) cards. I am NOT picking up the car today. I went out a little after noon to see how it was out there: horrible. I made it about 1/3 of a block on flat, and partially melted iced sidewalk, then walked in gravel up a slight hill, kicking at the ice as I went to create someplace of downhill traction, and then got to the intersection back down that hill and tried to kick myself a path across, and then walked on the bark against the next building. When that ran out it was solid ice. The street was clear, but you had to get to it, and that was a lot of ice to cross. Not happening. On my way back home, a man told me I had the wrong shoes, yeah, but they are all I have, and then a woman offered me her arm, but I'd kicked a path earlier at that point, so I didn't need it. Nice of her to offer, though. Everywhere, people were either trying to glide across the ice, or had somehow made it to the main road, and were walking in the road, and some like I had tried, were also going along breaking up the ice and kicking it aside. Side streets are still a mess. My street is all ice. I called and switched the reservation, at least they had availability. (Over Thanksgiving there wasn't any this close to the holiday.) I don't know where I would've parked had I picked it up.
I think I have a second pair of "yak track"-type shoe traction, some with more ice traction, I'll have to dig around and find them. I'd bought some a few years back, and then a friend had also given me a pair for my birthday that year. One of them works on ice. Also, trekking poles. If I had access to a snow shovel, I'd go clear the intersection.
Still not quite above freezing, but it almost feels balmy in comparison to yesterday. Device is telling me it's now sleeting.
And as to what I was looking at in earlier post, areas that look icy are the ice that is breaking up; areas that looked clear are the solid, hard sheets of ice, not easily broken apart.
For some reason, I've been feeling out of practice at life. Both with the ice (and it's unusual, it's true) and I had a cold a couple of weekends ago, it only lasted a day, but I was trying to remember how to navigate the world with a runny nose, as if I had never had that experience before. It was odd.
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