Heated Seats

The high temperature today was 22 degrees F. and it is only going to get worse.  By tomorrow night, it is expected to drop to two degrees with a windchill of -20 degrees.  And it snowed today.  This is winter in New Jersey and why am I here?

I braved the cold this morning and drove to the A&P.  On the verge of running out of coffee, one must do things that are unpleasant, and such was the case with me.  (Never mind that the coffee and a few other items would end up costing $144.)  But the drive to and from the store was not that unpleasant, thanks to the heated seats in my Subaru.

Bells and whistles in a car are a relatively new thing for me.  When one gets to my age, buying a car begs the thought:  Will this be the last car I ever buy?  And so it is easy to talk oneself into the bells and whistles.  And I did.  And I am glad I did.

Who knew that a warm tush could distract one from the frigid air trapped in an ungaraged car?  It takes mere seconds for the seat to heat up, whereas I was already at the A&P before the car's interior temperature was tolerable.  And it was the same on the drive home.

Ah, luxury!

And I will get to use my heated seats again tomorrow when I return to the A&P for a refund.  When I got home and went over my receipt (which you should always do, you know) I found that I paid $6.61 for three nectarines.  The receipt told me that they weighed 3. 32 pounds.  It warranted a phone call.  Lucille immediately asked, "Did you check out at register #9?"  I guess I did.  Apparently, the scale was already set at 2.5 pounds.  Ah, technology!

But heated seats technology?  I love it!