The weekly snowpocalypse and my truck
Saturday was pretty warm. Well, warm for Boston in January. I did some errands and found a killer spot behind my building. Flat spot, well shoveled, not far from the door. Just about perfect. My larders were stocked and I figured I'd leave it there till after the weekly snowstorm.
Cut to today. The weekly snowpocalypse begins. As much as 21 inches predicted PLUS freezing rain. Ick.
I love my dog. Not all the time, but most of the time. One of the times I'm not feeling the love is when he feels the overwhelming urge to go out in a snowstorm, but this time, I'm feeling the love.
Took him out just recently for the 2nd time today and while we were walking, I noticed a bunch of the cars had their wipers lifted up in the air. For those of you in the Southern climes, this is so your wipers don't freeze to your windshield in a storm.
"Ahhh" thinks I, "I really should do that to the truck." So I altered our walk to hit the backside of the building. As I'm approaching the truck, I notices something not quite right, but I can't put my finger on it. I get a little closer and a sick feeling in my stomach starts building. Is my window partly open? Couldn't be.
IT IS!! Oh crap. There was about 6 inches of snow covering the driver's side. Seat, wheel, dash, all covered in snow. Shoveling the inside of your truck - not fun. At least I found it now, not after the 21 inches of snow and the freezing rain that's predicted.
Thank you Rommy for making me go outside.
Cut to today. The weekly snowpocalypse begins. As much as 21 inches predicted PLUS freezing rain. Ick.
I love my dog. Not all the time, but most of the time. One of the times I'm not feeling the love is when he feels the overwhelming urge to go out in a snowstorm, but this time, I'm feeling the love.
Took him out just recently for the 2nd time today and while we were walking, I noticed a bunch of the cars had their wipers lifted up in the air. For those of you in the Southern climes, this is so your wipers don't freeze to your windshield in a storm.
"Ahhh" thinks I, "I really should do that to the truck." So I altered our walk to hit the backside of the building. As I'm approaching the truck, I notices something not quite right, but I can't put my finger on it. I get a little closer and a sick feeling in my stomach starts building. Is my window partly open? Couldn't be.
IT IS!! Oh crap. There was about 6 inches of snow covering the driver's side. Seat, wheel, dash, all covered in snow. Shoveling the inside of your truck - not fun. At least I found it now, not after the 21 inches of snow and the freezing rain that's predicted.
Thank you Rommy for making me go outside.