How stupid do you feel now, o stupid-stupid drivers who would only go 45 on the interstate the night before the storm was even supposed to start?! Ha, ha – the joke is on you because we never even got the snowstorm you were so afraid of.
Except, um, I sorta wanted that snowstorm.
Yeah, I got all excited Saturday in the early (or late?) a.m.s because I could hear the plink-plink-plink of what was supposed to be sleet hitting my windows. Except when I woke up, it turned out it was just floodageddon. None of that frozen sleety rain stuff that they had said would start after midnight. But no matter! They promised the rain (all the rain!) would turn to snow by 10 a.m. And even if we didn’t get 3-5” of snow, we would surely get 1-3”. Still a good bit for such a southern locale. I was happy.
Except that’s not quite what happened. What happened is that it kept raining and I started thinking about maybe putting towels near the front and back doors in case the rain pooled up any more. I walked from the front of the house – where it was raining – to the back of the house to check on the water levels there – and realized it had changed to snow in the 10 seconds it took me to traverse the house. Either that or the freakiest weather line ever in existence was located several miles up over my living room. Which, frankly, wouldn’t surprise me.
I decided to go grab my prescriptions before the roads got crazy enough for the locals to start their own demolition derby. I swear the drivers would be less distracted by $100 bills falling from the sky. The roads weren’t that bad (aside from all the flooding), but the overpasses east of here were slushing up. So of course everyone was driving 20 mph. Thankfully, they weren’t all up in my lane and every other lane around me. I swear I went to Walgreens, filled up on gas (down 13 cents, FTW!), and drove past one fool who was only two exits up from when I passed him earlier. Sigh.
That was my excitement for the day, though. I expected the roads to only get worse, but after a few hours the snow stopped. Meteorologists tried to create new excitement with the promise of plunging temperatures! And overnight freezing! Damn my sorry silly self if I didn’t get my hopes up and expect to be baking cookies in my pajamas with my girls this morning. They had school. I had work. And no one had a delay. Mondayfail. Snowfail. We all fail!
Don’t worry. I expect the snow will be back. Probably in two weeks when my sister is supposed to come for a visit. The snow gods seem to have started a snowball fight with a rather unfair advantage!