2. People and their damn parking. For some reason, if there is snow anywhere in the parking lot, people think they can park wherever the hell they want. I’m sorry, but that does not give you the right to take up three spots. Don’t pretend you can’t see the lines!
3. Our gas bill. When it is this cold, I don’t think the heat even shuts off. It probably doesn’t help the fact that I turn on our oven and stand over the open door of it with my shirt up. (Don’t tell my husband I do that.)
4. People who say things like, “Is it cold enough for ya?!” I swear to God, I’m going to bitch slap the next person who says that.
5. Warming up the car. Apparently, there has been a rash of car thefts around here. If you go out and turn your car on to warm up in the morning, people will take it when you go back inside your house. This means I have to warm my car up while sitting inside of it. That is not my idea of fun.
6. Fighting with my daughter. Because she would rather get frostbite than wear a pair of mittens.
7. People who like the cold. Yes, these crazy idgets actually exist.
8. It’s difficult to truly enjoy ice cream, and my hubby just bought me an ice cream cake for my birthday.
9. People who don’t wear coats, or who wear short skirts with bare legs and then complain about the cold. Would I legally get in trouble for smacking these people in the head?
10. People and their damn parking again. Just because it’s cold, you do not have the divine right to park directly in front of the door to the preschool. I don’t want to walk around your damn car to get in the building. Park in a parking space like the rest of us!
11. Did I mention the cold? I’m cold when it’s 75 degrees outside. At 15, I physically cannot get warm even when I wrap myself in a king-size heating pad, which I do most of the day.
12. The fact that the electric blanket only goes up to 10. If you’ve seen Spinal Tap, you know that sometimes you need an 11.
13. Ice. It snowed last week, and everything seems to have turned into giant ice chunks, or stealth ice patches which tend to appear whenever I step out of the car. Grrrr!