I know everyone in New Englandis tired of talking about and hearing about snow.
I still have something to say although I feel like it is kind of silly to rant about nature.
My husband chose to go to Florida for the big storm. Now, don’t get mad at him, it was really and truly a business trip. Mysteriously he also missed the February storm two years ago. Both times there was still plenty of snow for him to shovel.
There is a sick side of me that loves these storms and truth be told I don’t even mind being left alone in them. We have flaky power and it has been known to go out for days but it held for both big storms. If it does go out we still have heat and plenty of solutions for keeping food from spoiling.
Monday, before the storm, I cooked everything I could cook. Since we did not lose power I was set with a lot of healthy prepared food.
I charged my phone, I Pad, and everything that could possibly hold a recorded book.
I have two battery back up things so I had at least three more device charges. I do kind of worry about the fact that our phone is now on cable. That means, no power, no land line.
I have a wonderful neighbor across the street who is even older than I am, who will shovel me out if need be and we pay someone to plow.
I only have to shovel out a spot for our dog. This turned out to be quite a massive project.
We now have 20 something’s on both sides of us. That makes me the old lady. I am hoping to bake for them and give them bottles of wine so they remember I am here.
I got a lot of steps during the storm. You knew I would fit my Fitbit into this didn’t you?
I don’t think it has stopped snowing for more than 8 hours since that storm.
Yesterday Neal told me he shoveled the snow away from the living room windows. Being blind I did not know there was snow there. It turns out they were two thirds covered. It is lighter in the living room now.
The weather people are having a hay day. They are never short of weather news.
Now they are telling us that starting Saturday, we will have a hundred hours of snow. What does this really mean? They can’t settle on how much snow but they are having so much fun saying it will snow for 100 hours.
Neal is home all week.
All our shovels are lined up outside both the back and front door.
By the way, twice I could not open my front door during the big storm.
I still have not really ventured into the yard to see how much snow there is.
The piled up snow in front of the house is above the bottom of my kitchen window.
Alright, I am through ranting for now.