Strolling across socials and everyone is complaining about winter, snow and cold weather.
It reminds me of when my partner and I were moving from Boston to Syracuse a good few decades ago.
The moving van came, paid for by my partner's father who owned the business that they were going to manage a branch office for in Syracuse. I just finished college, a very late bloomer, and was still driving a VW bug that I could literally see the road beneath the floorboards from, the heater fan was broken and when I got into that frozen vehicle that morning, put my foot on the gas peddle, it literally popped, broke, boom, done.
Somehow, got a repair guy out to fix it, and the next morning at 5am, we drove off. Our dog at the time was in the car with me. I was wearing just two layers of clothes, with gloves, long johns, and for the first couple of hours, had an outside window scraper that I was using inside the windshield, just to see where I was going until the sun came up.
Then the sun came up!
It was a miracle.