Into the cold
I have not left my home since I made the 4-minute run to the Russell post office Friday.
That changes in a little bit.
I’m going to Hays, because I have to pick up some mail at the post office and drugs in Hays. After that, I boomerang east, passing right through Russell and all the way down Interstate 70 to you know where.
I’m going back to Kansas City to spend the days before Christmas with my pals. I won’t see Robb and Dawn today, but I hope they’ll be there tomorrow. I’m going to leave Saturday morning. I was thinking about staying at Buffalo Wild Wings until it closes at 6 pm on Christmas Eve, but the weather isn’t likely going to let me.
The previous three days were not made for going anywhere. There was freezing drizzle much of the day Friday. Then Saturday brought an Arctic blast, dropping the temperature below zero and brining in a little snow. The only good news was the snow was fluffy, not wet and crusty.
Yesterday morning, it got as low as minus-16 Fahrenheit (minus-27 Celsius) in Russell. The wind chill was as low as 35 below Fahrenheit (37 below Celsius). Yikes. It’s supposed to get close to freezing today, and tomorrow, to about 43 Fahrenheit (6 Celsius). Balmy. I’ll be running around in shorts. Not, but it will feel a lot better than 16 below.
Time to pack the computer. The road beckons.