Snow: A Marylander's Plight
I was driving home from work today, and I was about five minutes from home when *whoosh!* it started to snow. I mean, one moment I was driving and it was cloudy but clear; next, I could barely see for all of the snow. Of course, I live in Maryland, and. so. traffic. stopped. It took fifteen minutes to get home, during which time about a centimeter
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Huh. Weird. That's the typical response to snow in the South. Period. Oh, we know what it is, but to actually *see* it?? People stat panicking, going to the grocery store to stock up on food that would perish if the power went out, got gas in their cars even though it might snow five feet and there would be no traveling, and the downtown area would close down to the point of rolling up the sidewalks because snow is coming.
Mind you, the only decent snow we had (and I say decent because it was over 1 inch) was the blizzard of '93. Nearly two feet of snow, and me and my sister had a blast!
Nevermind the fact that people have no clue how to drive in snow. *snort* I'm from the South, and I know how to at least be careful when driving in snow. At best, I'd stay home and in the warmth of my apartment and not drive at all.
But the weather forecast for tonight is rain/sleet/snow mix and below freezing temperatures. Bascially, ice is supposed to decend upon the Tennessee Valley. Schools are closing, though a few are closing because of illness and not weather. No doubt people are getting off work and heading directly for the grocery stores to stock up. Just in case. The weather men, producers, reporters, and even folks in marketing are all having weathergasms with all the potential news and crap this weather is creating.
And I'm sitting here thinking, "It's going to be perfectly dry tomorrow. Again."
Good thing this year I'm not living on top of a hill with a 45 degree angle driveway that resembles the Grand Canyon in the best conditions.
*sigh*
And I can relate about the not writing and wanting to. I've been productive only in drabbles and double drabbles, and not much else. I *want* to finish this one story, but can't seem to get moving on it. I *want* to try and finish yet another story, but no go there either. Instead, I'm reading romance books, and not minding at all that I'm not writing. *double sigh* Maybe next month... ;-)
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