You really couldn’t complain about the weather here today, considering we were supposed to have a horrendous “winter storm” that’s supposed to last two days. It was in the 20s, but it felt great outside.
I went out to split a few pieces of the thicker wood, because it burns better for longer periods than the thinner logs… and they were all covered in snow. I lost the wedges in the snow a couple of times, and my shoes are wet.
I shoveled the path to the driveway, against my better judgment, because traipsing through the snow left my shoes wet. I was going to shovel the driveway, but we only had about 6″ of snow on the ground, and the only person leaving was my brother in law who has a4WD anyway… I bet we’ll get more snow tonight so I’ll just shovel it tomorrow.
The roads are slick, and as usual there’s the usual batch of idiots who despite having lived here their entire lives, don’t have a damn clue how to drive. They speed down the street, full acceleration – you know their speedo is reporting about 5mph faster than their car is actually travelling.
They speed down the street, effectively panic-braking at the stop sign, only to skate straight through it. Oh well, no harm no foul, no one else was at the intersection so what could go wrong?
There’s the usual tell-tale skidmarks on the ice… weird fish shapes, ellipticals, ovals, dogs-legs, all the kinds of markings to show that folks probably aren’t driving as slow as they probably should in these conditions.
In fact now that I think about it, it’s not the snow that I hate – it’s the way people act in it.
