Too Much of a Good Thing

When it started snowing on Friday afternoon and gymnastics practice was cancelled I was excited. I've always said "if it's going to be cold, it might as well be snowing". It was pretty to watch the snow (okay, so it was ice and sleet) as I sat wrapped in a blanket drinking hot chocolate with my boyfriend.

I had him to drive me around on Saturday night when we went to dinner. I had him to take me around on Sunday to see friends. I had him on Monday to take me to the grocery store. It wasn't so bad the weather, I thought.

Then on Tuesday he went back down to school and I had to be a little more self-reliant. Tuesday it took me 30 minutes just to get the 1 solid inch of ice off of my car. Since I hadn't moved it since Friday afternoon, there were 3 or 4 inches of ice surrounding the car. It took me about 20 minutes to rock myself out of that mess (no thanks to the not-so-nice folks in the apartment complex office). I was slightly annoyed. As I've driven around yesterday and today I feel like I'm a little kid at an amusement park in those fake car rides. You know, the kind where there is a little rail on the bottom between the tires to keep the car on the track? Except, now it's not so fun to swivel back and forth and hit your tires on the rail. Now that rail is 6 inch deep ice and the cars aren't conveniently delayed to keep them a safe distance from you. Now big cars and trucks driving oh-so-fast are in the next lane and in front of you hitting their brakes for no reason. Occasionally, you'll be lucky enough to hit a road that's cleared. Just as often however, you'll hit a road that's pure ice.

And now, they are predicting 4 to 6 more inches of snow for the weekend. It looks like schools will be out all week this week. There is a likely potential that area schools will have more than 7 full school days off. Businesses are closed. Sales are down. Car wrecks are up. Kids have scrapes from falling on the ice on their knees, elbows and faces. Old women and men (and not so old women and men) have broken tail bones. Everyone is suffering from at least a little cabin fever.

I have always liked the snow. I've always thought it was pretty and fun and it usually happens so rarely here. But now, I'm sick of it. I'm ready to take a tropical vacation to Malibu. But you know what? It's even snowing there!