The Man made it home.
The blacktop was every bit as I intimated, but the Elantra managed to get behind a might drift busting machine and break through. Thank you, farmers everywhere, for your utility vehicles.
That said, he’s pretty done in and demoralized. As in, “I’m tempted to tell them to screw it tomorrow.” Well, I want to get into work at some point, but it doesn’t have to be morning.
January in Iowa. Tomorrow we scoop again. Right now the wind taunts us, but we will not be drawn into battle until it makes a difference.
Catherine
I’m glad he got home all right, and hope you are both keeping warm.