I can't wait for this winter to end. Normally I'm fairly optimistic about surviving winter - I've finally learned to stop wearing flats with bare feet in two feet of snow, purchase the extra large box of Hot Hands at the first sign of 20 degrees and to wear a hat even on my best hair days. But this winter is getting to me and I think it's because of my car.
First off, let me just say: I love my car. It's a gold 1999 Ford Taurus and it was my first major purchase in life - thankfully I purchased it from my brother for much less than it was worth or I would have never been able to afford it. It has been pretty good to me - until this winter.
I have no heat.
I have no heat and I live in Minnesota. On drives that are 15 minutes or less - it's no problem. I try to put my coat on about 15 minutes before I leave - to work up a good sweat - so when I walk out, the -17 degree windchill is a welcome relief. But after 15 minutes, I start to feel like I'm driving an igloo. The frozen toes begin, then the nose, mouth and fingers - bad news if I'm talking to you on the phone, I always start mumbling because my lips are freezing up. Plus, at the 15 minute mark the windows freeze over on the inside of the car and since I have no defrost to clear them, I have to drive in "race car mode" aka, hunkering down over my steering wheel (bonus - helps retain heat) and look out of the tiny circle that's not frozen over. Sure, I try to wipe the ice off with my mitten and I've even been caught scraping the inside of my windshield - but it just comes back again.
The worst is my passenger door. When it's really, really cold - don't ever open the passenger door because the latch will freeze and it won't seal shut. Yes, I drove away one day not realizing it and my car door flew open while I was turning on a two lane road with cars going 40 mph and it continued to bounce on and off my car for half a mile until I could pull over. I had to go back home and blow dry the stupid latch so I could actually go to work. Do you know how terrifying it was to get on the interstate after that? That day I jimmy-rigged a piece of rope around the handle and I held the other end in my hand the entire way - just in case.
I know I could fix my heat, and Mike has encouraged me many times - but I'd rather just buy three months worth of lattes instead. Heck, that'll keep me warm even after 15 minutes in the Taurus. Now if only it fixed the frost problem on the inside of my car too...
I'm ready for spring - who's with me?