It all started this weekend. The weather man began predicting ice and snow until the following Friday (for goodness sake). So, Saturday was pretty bad in the morning - or so I hear. I took the opportunity to hold down the couch, take long naps and read, rather than go out. But by Sunday, it was fine out - maybe a little slick, but nothing bad. Then Monday, the doom warnings started again; we were going to get slammed by ice up to an inch. Roads were going to be impassable, the city wouldn’t have enough salt to deal with the ice, be warned!
On the way home that night, it started to rain. It rained pretty steadily until around 10 and I even began to believe it. I mean, the news was going to start at 4:30 am just to keep us informed of the weather. Maybe it really would be bad. Uh oh, better stop and pick up something at the grocery store - coffee and bagels at the very least. I went to bed and dreamed of working from home in my pajama’s.
When I woke up, it seemed that the weatherman’s predictions had come true - every single school in the metro had closed. Every … single … school. Fearing the worst, I walked out to start warming up the car.
And guess what?
There was no ice anywhere but on my driveway. I didn’t even have to scrape any ice off of my car before leaving for work. I even drove to work at my normal-ish speed limit. But my god, you would’ve thought that the city had been hit by the ice storm of the century. Small business were closed, the radio kept giving up dates on the weather (no accidents yet, but we’ll keep you informed of the road conditions.) And then even at work, people kept talking about the bad one that was going to hit in the afternoon - that one, they assured me, would be bad.
Well, it did rain all day and I will say that I got home at 3:45 thanks to an all-staff meeting that got done early. and I know when it refreezes tonight it will be bad. But I feel that when it comes to winter, i live in a world of chicken littles. I don’t know if it bothers me more that everyone began psyching themselves out 4 days before the rain hit or the fact that I got all excited about working from my pj’s for nothing….
Anyhow, here’s a brief synapsis of a week in my life …
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