". . . but I have MILES TO GO before I sleep, miles to go before I sleep." Robert Frost

stepped out of the truck in Indiana last night expecting to be blasted by the wind chill as it was blowing over 30mph. And got hit by a tropical breeze! It was almost 40 degrees! Slept, and woke up to an inch of new snow on the truck, checked the thermometer and it was 8 degrees!
GOOD! they're sending me south!