Yielding to pedestrians

So recently I was creeping out of my crowded city parking lot at the end of the work day. There's a big building on one side of my lot, and you have to pause at the entrance/exit to see if some driver is whizzing past.

The drivers around here don't win any awards for courtesy. I've had to learn to hold my own when someone's riding on my car's posterior, or honk instinctively if someone tries to cut in front of me during 70 mph rush hour.

Not another post about the weather! or, "The grass is always greener"

"The grass is always..." yeah...

You know that phenomenon when the weather is some sort of extreme, and we say "gee, this is awful. I much prefer (insert opposite climate condition). This type of weather just isn't my thing."

Well, gee, this snow has been awful. I much prefer hot weather.

Sure, there are only mosquitoes that suck the lifeblood from your veins and leave angry welts for days; frequent risk of sunburn and if not that, at least dehydration and heatstroke; the choice of running up one's energy bill via either air conditioning or tons of fans if you don't want to suffer the previous conditions; the lethargic feeling of "it's too hot to exercise or do anything productive"; your clothes sticking to you; the thunderstorms, hailstorms, hurricanes or you name it storms; the frizzing of one's hair...

On doing things "out of principle"

Today I made a decision.

It involved turning the car around, and driving back where I came from.

You see, there was something of a blizzard outside when I awoke. With permission not to come into the office today if the weather seemed too risky, I had to make the decision about whether or not I'd attempt the commute.

Stampeding snowmen would have helped make my decision more quickly.

It's a wonder what the internet can bring you

So one day, after trying unsuccessfully to contact a religious order of somewhat cloistered nuns, and after searching their website for probably a good 20 minutes I realized their "Contact Us" page really and truly only had a mailing address. No email (but that's not too unusual for the super orthodox ones).

But no phone number? I can respect that if it works for them, but I had to give up eventually on trying to get in contact with them.