The Coldest Winter Chill

Yes, I continue to insist that if I had to choose one, I would take the cold over the snow.  That doesn't mean I like the cold.  In fact, it's going to be as cold as it has been all winter starting tomorrow/Saturday and continuing pretty much through Tuesday.  The worst of it will be Sunday and Monday.  Thankfully, I can and will stay at home Sunday.  Not thankfully, I have to work Monday, which also is MLK Day, which is also Inauguration Day, which is also College Football Playoff Championship Day.  But mostly it'll be Inauguration Day, and therefore it'll be cold for more than one reason.

I still want to march tomorrow/Saturday.  It's going to be bitterly cold, and I wonder by how much that will dampen turnout.  I remember The Women's March eight years ago, and I swear I have never seen so many people before.  There cannot be that many people this time around.  Honestly, and sadly, I think it'll mostly be because people are broken by That Fucking Guy getting "elected" again.  But the cold will distort how many people would've gone if it weren't that frigid.  I hope to not be one of those people.  The death of our democracy can't be brushed aside just because I might get hypothermia ... I think.

OK, I'll be honest, I'm scared.  Not just for tomorrow, but for the duration of this cold snap.  I've been through longer and colder before.  But you never know when this is the time the furnace conks off, or the pipes freeze and burst.  I think I'll be fine, or at least I hope I will.  Just need to make it through, at the very least, Tuesday morning, if not Wednesday, if not the weekend.