That big event ladies and gents was Winter Storm 2011. Now, for some of you, that storm actually took place. You might even be reading this close to a fireplace as you gaze out the window at 4-6 inches of snow coated with a layer of ice wondering if you will survive on the soup thats been in your cabinet for over 3 years. You will. I on the other hand and starring out the window looking at what can only be described as wet roads and muddy lawns wondering if I'll survive another cancellation for 'bad weather'
I simply can't handle it.
Sure, give me every excuse you have. This is the south. We don't have the equipment to handle bad weather. We are playing it safe. The temperatures are too low. It could ice. We are preparing for what might happen.
I'm dying. I'm trying soooo hard to find the good in this situation, which good there is, but the inconvenience this Winter Storm 2011 has caused is quite significant.
Let me give you the facts. It started about a week ago with the insane predictions that we could all freeze to death. Just kidding. But seriously. But kidding again. But they did predict about 6 inches of snow in the Tuscaloosa area meaning that no store in town had any food to buy and things started closing as early as Sunday morning, 6-8 hours before the Storm was predicted to hit. At about 2pm, I saw some flakes. The big kind, the ones you try to catch on your tongue as a kid..or when your 26. By 2:15 the snow had turn to rain/sleet and it never went back. It was like that until about midnight and that was it. What was left was piles of sleet (what southerners call ice I've learned...but I assure you, there is a difference) It was mush, and melting fast. That was it as far as what came out of the sky. Temperatures were right around freezing, a little higher at time. Nothing terrible. A few hours and this would all but pass.
The cancellations began. Closings everywhere. I left for a doctors appointment a good 30 minutes before, was 15 minutes late. Closed. Thanks for roads being blocked, police guarding ice "water" spots and detours. Newsflash, sand doesn't help the road, salt does. Don't try to make something work because its the south. Thats why people make fun of you. It was quite frustrating.
Whatever though, back home, enjoy more movies and sweatpants and go about my day. Well, Tuesday was our leadership retreat. We'd planned an entire day with 50 students involved with leadership within Crusade. Ironically, we were to go ice skating. But why go when the 'roads were bad' Hahahaha. So to be safe, we cancelled. I've learned to {try to} keep my mouth shut. Its crazy. No reason not to go. Bonus though, was I got awesome time at home with the Lord this morning, fun time with a friend this afternoon, and great time today with our leaders--back up plan. I did learn that my apt can only have about 25 people in it comfortably!
Tuesday--total botch. I even found out on Tuesday morning that my bible study for WEDNESDAY was cancelled. Remember, no snow, no more snow coming...just wet roads. You know that song People are Crazy. Its true. People are crazy.
So much of this week has been an epic fail because everything I had planned has not happened. Literally. Everything. Even things that had nothing to do with the snow or weather have fallen through, just because. Lesson learned. Don't rely on plans. Don't rely on snow plows. And maybe slow down a little.
So in the midst of all my complaining, and a little bit of laughter, I guess its been somewhat enjoyable. I do still think the south is crazy...I'll stand by that forever, but I've enjoyed some needed down time and extra minutes with friends. Who would have thought it would come in the way of a snow threat. Not a storm but a threat. Sometimes its a threat that shuts the whole place down. Didn't someone once say that 90 of the fun is the anticipation. I think the same is true here. 90 of the scare is the threat they forget the storm never hit. Someone please tell me I'm not crazy...tell me there's no snow.
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