Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Southern Windshield Scraping.

This has been one long winter. Here in the south we've had cold blast after cold blast, while the north gets pummeled with snow.  Whew.  I'm so glad it's almost over.  Unfortunately, we are into that humid part of the spring where cold weather here in the south gives us a rather unique situation.  

It works like this:  I go out in the morning to head to work.  Because it was very cold overnight as well as humid, the windshield has frosted a bit.  No big deal, I know how to scrape it off. In no time flat I'm ready to drive. Only as soon as I pull out, the moisture in the southern air combines with the cold (and wind chill factor) to immediately fog up the windshield and ice over.  Using the wipers compounds this situation.  

So, now I"m stuck with one of two options - both stupid.  I can stop the car every hundred yards and scrape it until I can finally get my heater to warm enough of the windshield to keep this from blocking my view; or I can run the wipers on full, hoping that as the windshield warms, they will move the now warmed moisture over more of the glass to  help clear it so I can drive more safely.  

If I choose the second, I'm driving (slowly) down the street looking out a growing (albeit slowly growing) opening at the base of the windshield near the center and in order to see out of it I have to scrunch over and almost look through the steering wheel to see the road.  (Please, lord, let all the cops be at the doughnut shop where the doughnuts are fresh this time of day!)  I'm driving less than a couple of miles, just to the bus stop; but it seems like a heck of a lot further. And wouldn't you know it, the windshield is finally usable just as I turn into the parking lot where I meet the bus.  

Now, I hear what you're saying.  Why not warm up the car and get the windshield all cleared (and also warm the car) before I head off.  You're absolutely right, but I hate to waste the gas just sitting there, and it's warm in the house and let's face it, I really don't want to go to work. So in all, I usually don't have the time when I finally get my carcass off the couch out of the door and off to work.  More's the pity.  

My one solace is that this only happens in the spring, and hopefully next winter will be milder than this one. After all, one can usually count on mild Southern winters, and that is one of the main reasons I love living in the south!  

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