These past two days have been ones in which I would have called Julie and we would have had a good laugh. You see I got almost 4” of snow yesterday, and I hate snow. In fact, I just hate winter. On these days I would normally call Julie and lament on what a PAIN IN THE BUTT it is to function in snow! She of course would laugh and tell me dreamily about how she thought she might like to live where it snowed. Of course then I would go into a long diatribe about all the reasons why she would hate it. We would then end the conversation with her feeling pretty good about her decision to live in a place where snow was a rarity.
So, I shall relay to you why I am miserable. Many of you are aware of my battle with Mother Nature during the winter months for the past 8 years. In fact, many of you have gotten The Winter Chronicles emails. You see I live on the backside of a Hill that does not get a lot of direct sunlight. To get to my house you have to go up a slight hill. So when it snows it turns to ice and then just stays on my street for a long time. (BTW, did I mention that the snow plows have only ONCE in 8 years treated my street? That was last year and only because everyone on the block started calling everyday requesting they treat our street.)
I am currently in DC, yet my SUV is in Texas…so I have a rental car. It is a no thrills Dodge Stratus. (When I say no thrills, I mean not even electric locks or key-less entry). It snowed yesterday and I forgot that when it snows I need to park facing down the hill. Well, I did not do that. So this morning it took me 30 minutes to get off my street. At first I could not even move in my spot..it was pure ice. Eventually I slid on the ice down the hill backwards praying to God that I did not hit my neighbors cars parked on the sides of the street (you see they were smart and did not go to work today. I had a must attend meeting!). Then, when I got to the end of my street, I had to slide in reverse down another Hill. As you can imagine all this sliding backwards down hills made me very nervous, which in turn made me angry at the situation, which then caused me to slewing a string of not so nice words as I prayed to God that I would not hit any cars or people on my way down. It was really like sledding backwards in a car. That’s enough to put anyone in a foul mood.
Then I get to work and there are all these excited people about the first snow fall of the season and how much it really put them in the Christmas Spirit. That of course annoys me even more. I have decided that the people who get really excited about the snow have never experienced life without it. They don’t know what it is like not to have to shovel out of your parking spot, not to have to put on a thick jacket, scarf, long underwear, gloves, ear muffs, wear snow boots but bring your work shoes in the car, carry an extra pair of pants so the snow doesn’t ruin your good work pants, scrape the ice and snow off your car, warm up your car so you can defrost the windows. They have never lived in a land where you don’t have to slide backwards down an icy road in fear for your life. They simply must not understand the joy of being able to just get in your car and drive safely to work.
Although this picture is from last year, you can see the gentle downward slope of the Hill. You can also see the massive amount of cars parked on the side of the street. There are just as many on the side you can’t see.
Again, another old picture, but this is the view from my house that show the unsurmountable Hill that no car can climb when the road contains snow and ice. In fact, this was my front view this moring, as I was sliding backwards down the Hill.