It wasn’t a HECS but moving my shovel to the back of the garage worked its magic again. OTOH, my shovel has spent the better part of the last decade there, so there’s that.
It’s slice open a taun-taun with your light saber and crawl inside cold, down to 9F.
I still have my American Flyer from childhood. One of these days I’ll get around to refurbishing it—sand down the runners and repaint them, refinish the wood.
But for now it remains one of dozens of “I’ll-get-around-to-it-someday” projects on my list.
We don't have wall-to-wall cold and snowy winters. Even our best winters feature a relaxation period. Right now it looks like our January thaw will occur mid Feb. Where we go from there? I don't know. Maybe winter is over, maybe it reloads.
For now, I'll keep an eye on Friday and hope we score another car topper with cold temps returning for the weekend. Five days at a time.