This morning there was enough frost on my car that I had to pop the trunk, retrieve the snowbrush, and scrape the windows. (The defroster took care of the windshield and back window.)
First time this season, first time for this car, I know it’s November, and it still makes me grouchy.
And yes, when it was 30C a couple weeks ago, I groused about that, too. And when I have to pay for a set of winter tires and rims shortly (Dad’s hunting down deals now…), I’ll kvetch about that, too.
I. Am. Canadian. 🙂