Bacon Is The Solution

It was -22 degrees out. The driveway was half plowed; passable but just barely. My snowblower was broken.

I needed to load the snowblower on the truck and haul it to the shop. Then buy a freezer, load it in the truck, and bring it back. Then move more snow before the next storm hits.

Mother nature doesn’t like excuses. Life is tough. Etc…

I looked at the thermometer again. -22. Window panes frosted. Gusting winds. Low visibility.

I came to a wise decision.

Cook bacon.

It was delicious.

Then I went back to bed.

About Adaptive Curmudgeon

I will neither confirm nor deny that I actually exist.
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