Inspired by Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) of 17 January 2023, door.
In her nightdress, a poor girl called Pam,
Took the trash out, and got in a jam,
Wearing only a sliver,
Started quickly to shiver,
When, behind her, she heard the door slam.
Currently not far above freezing here.
Mister Bump 
I tried to empty my indoor recycling bin this morning, but couldn’t even get the outdoor bin open – the lid was not only covered with snow, but was frozen shut too! Brrr…
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It was our bin day today, too. I hope they got everything!
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Husband came to the rescue – brute force got it open! 🙂
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Hahaha!! Currently below freezing here. Cozy under my EB. Might stay here all day! ☺️ 🔌 🛌
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-4C here. Bundled up, and took some photos of the hoar frost this morning. Very pretty, if not perishingly cold. Oh, and excellent poem!
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By the time I lookedc the Beeb said we were 3. It’s going negative in the night but I’m not minding that. The Woodburner went on at 11am today.
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It’s finally thawing here, just as the sun is setting.
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Poor Pam, I hope there’s someone home to let her back in! Great writing as always! 🙂
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Thx
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I have actually done that. I was locked out for nearly two hours
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My mother locked herself out of my apartment once. She had a key but swore it didn’t work. I had to knock off work early to get back to her, which probably took an hour, whereupon I took the key opff her and opened the door.
You should restart your “guess the track” btw.
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Too hard. Actually getting the tracks is so painful. Hubby has to do it through Linux for me, and he gets huffy about it
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