It was -17 today (Celsius, naturally). At least, that’s what the temperature was when I woke up. With a light breeze, the temperature feels like -19 (it’s that windchill thing, the temperature isn’t actualy -19, but it feels like it is, suffice to say windchill is basically the amount of time it takes for skin to freeze, and I don’t mean get cold, I mean fucking freeze).
I think it’s safe to say that Saskatchewan (along with many other regions of Canada… with the exception of those who live in British Columbia) is now firmly in the grip of winter. Winter isn’t coming, it’s already here, mutherfucker.
Now we have to deal with four more months of this shit, as well as really shorter days of light. No, we don’t suddenly have 20 hours in a day, it’s that the sun rises later and sets earlier in the day. Ergo, less sunlight hours.
The good thing; we have lots of things to keep us going until New Years Day. the busier we are, the faster the time goes. The bad thing; after New Years Day, it’s a holiday wasteland until Easter (okay there is Family Day in February, but that’s one day off and the only reprieve, three day weekends are all about going to the lake and relaxing, not huddled in a comforter trying to keep warm).
Such is the life of someone who lives on the prairies. At least one thing is for sure, we’re all in this together. We can survive, we’ve done it for several years already. We live and die by our unofficial motto in this province.
What doesn’t kill us, only makes us stronger.