On Sunday after church, I ran out of gas on the way home and had to stop and full up.
It was -20. The short way to tell you is I was cold. The long way is to tell you that I was COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!
I'm still barefoot though.
The pump was going so slow! I think the fuel inside it was frozen or something...
Unlike this smart girl, I didn't go inside to get hot chocolate to warm up.
In retrospect, I probably should have. I was so cold that my brain forgot to tell me to shut the fuel cap. A car of girls flagged me down and told me it was open. I felt dumb.