Ever get the feeling your city went under siege and no one told you? It’s one of those days that seems to happen every six to eight months in southern Ontario with the Toronto as the epicenter of the inconvenience-panic. Reasons include but are not limited to:

blackout
snowstorm
shortage
pollution
traffic
disease?

Yesterday we had quite the snow-and-ice storm/blackout combo compounded by a gas shortage, major gridlock, and pollution but only because Toronto in the winter is gross. This morning I showered in a mirror-y bathroom using a series of flashlights that make blackout showering fun(!). I was ready to go to work by six-thirty. Then, even if the Mayor hadn’t told everyone to stay off the roads (front-page news after all), I found that my garage was quite literally frozen shut.

I was beginning to get pissed off. Last night’s 3.5 hour commute home was a pain in the ass for everyone. But no one else on my street had a frozen garage door.

Nevermind the fact that even if I made it downtown, there might not be enough gas in the city to get home. Something is quite wrong right now and I know when my city is on the threshold of panic. City hall is sure going to have some meetings about this one.

In the meantime, the folks at my new job are being very understanding. I should mention that I’ve got quite a great new job and this is the first Friday of my first week*. I’d rather be productive right now than sit in my house with no heat and blog. I feel pretty sheepish, sitting here like this but I guess that’s just how I roll.

Well my laptop battery will die soon and who knows when the power will be back on. By then I’ll be in a much less crabby mood I promise.

Notes:
*my first week: That's right, I and book publishing are no more. I'm sickly happy about the new gig. Besides the work, which is engaging and fast-paced, it's a friendly environment and I dig my coworkers. Perhaps most exciting of all is that I'm downtown again.