Snow. Snow, snow and more snow. Then a couple days of bright, cheery sun, and then out of nowhere more snow. Then sun. Then snow. Thensunthensnowthensunthen...
I'm starting to think that my state is the weather equivilant to a kid that found mommy's special adult skittles in the prettty orange bottles, ate them all, and will continue to trip chemically-induced balls until the babysitter takes it to have its stomach pumped.
This week, we've had what, two, three snowstorms that've caused enough anticipatory panic that just about the whole state's shut down? Empty grocery shelves, ghost town roads, kids home from school, the works. The state's worked itself into a coming-storm frenzy so many times recently that it almost feels like a new routine.
Which in itself wouldn't really be so much of a thing. It's winter. Snow happens. Sometimes snow happens a whole lot. No, what's really made this a trip is what comes in between all of it.
Weather so sunny and nice you can walk around in shorts and sandles.
Hell, you might very well be tempted to believe it if someone told you there was a magical time portal that ate you up and coughed you back up in the middle of a sunny springtime April afternoon, if it weren't for the influx of giant, sloshy snowbanks everywhere.
Seriously. Shorts and teeshirts, bright happy sunshine, blue skies straight out of an ad for a tropical getaway.
But then, a couple hours later, an email from National Grid with storm preparation advice and a big ol' snow warning. What? No way. It's like seventy degrees out. I'm ready to drink fancy beverages out of a coconut and sit in a lawn chair under a fake palm tree here. They have to be joking around or something. Hah hah, electricity guys, real funny. You got me! Hah, hah, hah.
....Snow. Whoosh. Hard and heavy, like someone dropped a big white blanket of inconcenient sadness right on over everything you've ever loved. Freezey, miserable, sloppy, heavy, slushy, sticky snow. And it's everywhere.
Sunny two minutes ago? NOPE here have some snow. You were just enjoying the weather? Getting a little sunshine? NOPE time to shovel. Just spent an hour digging out your car a few days ago? Hey, guess what! Time to do it again! And better do it quick before this shit turns to rain and everything becomes slush and freezes over again and basically traps all your stuff in a block of ice like some sort of ancient frozen relic.
Sometimes I kinda wonder if the weather's trolling us. Maybe it's all because somewhere in the cosmos, a bratty little rebelious preteen snuck onto daddy's computer to play games and thinks itself hilarious and clever to mess with all the other players. Trolololol, right? I kinda imagine an in-game chat with it would go sorta like this:
I don't even know.
All I do know, is that my state has a hell of a hard time making up its mind sometimes.
So, today happens to be one of the snowy days. I'm curled up under a super warm and snuggly blankie, letting my thoughts take me wherever they decide they wanna go. Maybe a nice cup of hot tea in a little while, to warm my insides as well as my outs. A nice, toasty-warm afternoon. And I can tell you one thing I definitely won't be doing at least for today... going outside, or anywhere near it.
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