That is what the Weather Underground website says is happening outside these walls and windows. Seems they are correct, but the radar indicates it may be sort of over soon. Which will be good. Very good. Oh no, now the scientific crystal ball says it will eventually amount to about an inch. It isn’t the modest amount… I’m just sick of snow. Really, really tired of it.
I don’t like snow, you see. Or cold. Or winter in general, really, despite being a Connecticut native. Even as a kid. There have, here and there, been a few good moments; but in the end, I’m not a fan of the cold and snow.
In related ponderings, this year has so far been pretty horrid as far as initiating transport goes. In an unprecedented state of abandonment, no one came to our rescue in the snowplowing department for the blizzard, nor the storms following until just the last two; and the last one, really, for a proper job of it.
In point of fact… after said blizzard, someone equipped with something heavy duty, deep in the wee hours, actually plowed me in. Yes, in. Indeed. Was stuck for a full week and a half due to that. So much for community amongst neighbors.
If there was an optimist in me, it’d note that such a happening has resulted in my stopping the nasty and expensive habit of smoking. It was merely fortunate I’d acquired enough food.
I haven’t been able to afford snow tyres for a long time and regardless of its front wheel drive nature, without such specialized donuts my 1998 Volkswagen Golf GL simply cannot deal with even a modest amount of the white stuff. It’s actually embarrassing! And kind of sad.
I think I’ll let this post fly. So many thoughts that so few will ever read… but the time perception thing, along with the other things, should really be separate threads, I believe.