It started on Sunday. White fluffy snow. The kind you loved to see as a kid because it meant a school day. I hated it when I worked because I didn’t get school days. It was even worse. For much of my career I worked for an electric utility that never shut down. My job was deemed essential. Boogers.
It continued to snow all day Sunday, all day Monday and all day Tuesday. It’s still snowing but the kind that doesn’t accumulate much. We don’t get weather like this often. The last one was five years ago and it wasn’t this much snow. I forgot how much work it is. That fluffy white stuff is heavy. It’s like that kitten that’s light as a feather and suddenly turns into a 20 lb. sack of potatoes. Very unwieldy on a snow shovel. Not that I ever put a cat on a shovel.
Once you get to a certain age, you worry when your spouse goes out to use the snow blower or shovel. There are always a handful of deaths during a snowstorm and most are older folks overexerting their heart. So far we are healthy but we have another house to clear out.
Yes, the rare snowstorm which dropped between 26 and 30 inches of snow on our area, comes two weeks before our move. Since we have possession of the new home, that’s two homes to clear. The silver lining is that our move wasn’t planned for this past Monday. We hope that our moving day will reward us with dry, somewhat warm weather. I don’t need sunshine but please no precipitation.
We haven’t seen any kids out yet which is odd. This stuff is made for snowmen and sledding. Do kids do that virtually these days? Sure wish we could shovel virtually.
Going forward our new home has a lot less driveway and only a very short walkway from the driveway to the front door. A whole lot less work. Next time it snows (after the next two weeks) I will smile, pick up a book and enjoy it.
By the way, our local Starbucks was closed so I was forced to make coffee at home. I had packed all the decaf except for three Keurig pods of hazelnut decaf. Gad, that stuff was awful. Perhaps because it was five years old. I’m tossing all the rest out. My favorite decaf is Emeril’s. It still packs a punch rather than tasting like perfumed dish water. Wherever you are, enjoy your weather!