It’s been bitterly cold this week in Calgary.
On average we were looking at -30°C.
-40°C with the wind chill.
For my American readers, that’s -22°F (before the windchill).
It was so cold that every morning, by the time I got to work my mascara was running down my face from my eyelashes freezing and then melting once I got indoors.
It was so cold that while waiting for my bus after leaving the gym at my office, my touque had frost on it after only 10 minutes. Full on FROST!!
So cold that the pipes in my kitchen have froze and I haven’t had hot water there all week. (Thankfully it’s just in the kitchen and it doesn’t affect my shower).
So cold that wearing 3 layers of pants, 2 pairs of mittens, a scarf under a scarf and doubled up socks is everyday attire for the week. And no one looks at you funny when you walk down the street looking like a marshmallow.
We are supposed to get a break from the deepfreeze this weekend. Just in time too… I’m starting to lose feeling in my toes!
(not really… I’m a born and bred Canadian, we’re used to this! We don’t like it, but we’re used to it)