High winds, of course. By the way, when that windstorm took out all 10 of Job's and Mrs. Job's kids, guess who wanted the storm? Yep, the devil sent that - of course, he had to get permission from the Lord. But had devil been occupied elsewhere, those 10 kids wouldn't have died in the storm. So, it stands to reason who initiates crappy weather, and because we all fell in Adam, the Lord may give the okay. In short, the devil may want today's wind to gust up to 180, but the Lord decides what mph. The wind groans, sounds like it voices all of post-fall creation.
Anyway, it snowed last night, about two inches, then it rained. What an icy, slushy mess. The five-gallon bucket has ice-melt. Too bad, not regular good old fashioned rock salt - that's in the pole barn. And yeah, i get it: ice-melt doesn't chew on your concrete. But ya sure have to use alot of it.
i like the rock salt. You can sprinkle that, and some 15 minutes later, the ice can be shoveled away. i just used over twice as much ice-melt, as i would use salt. And the stupid ice-melt...didn't as of yet.
As for the weather, someone on the net had mentioned, fearmongering - check the ads when you visit the weather page. Yep. An ad for a generator. Oh yeah, like most people have a few grand just sitting around, wanting to be used - like that few extra grand isn't needed for any other type of repair.
Chidey heidies don't have repairs waiting to get done, and they don't have budget constraints. But one thing you'll likely hear from the heidies are horns being blown, whenever one of them decides to send fifty bucks to a charity - ya know, like the racket you heard back in november 2020.
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