Snowed In - Fed Up
Let's admit it.
The one good thing about this weather is the quiet.
Trudge through the sludge and snow to your nearest shopping district, as I have every day this week, and you hear........ well, almost nothing.
It's quite wonderful.
Very few cars or buses, just the usual crazy with no lights and a big American car with rear-wheel drive and summer tires. Don't you love it?
Everything else about this weather is tiresome and downright scary.
Will my pipes freeze? Will the roof or skylights collapse? Will I be killed or knocked out by falling snow, ice or tree limbs? Two very large branches of the pine tree in my front yard are already down.
Will the floods be inevitable?
Will the power be knocked out, thus making my home a dark icicle?
So far, so good.... so far...
As for the people who are rushing up to Grouse Mountain, well, I can't even get my car out from the snow-plowed little home its adopted two blocks away.
And the thousands stranded at Metrotown, who asked you to go shopping? Who asked you to leave home?
Yesterday, I saw two guts with shovels working diligently on clearing their car from its igloo and I thought, "Where are you going?"
Huddling, cuddling, cacooning...
Having said that, today, after a hearty breakfast, I will actually attempt to rescue my car and return the three movies I rented from the store that is about five kilometres from here.
As for the new Batman movie that I rented last night from the local video shop, I am returning it half watched. Puleeeze...Quel Dreque!