So today was a snow day.
Started out like any other mundane January Monday. Dreary skies, murders of crows, and just an overall feeling of blah. I’m pretty sure it had something to do with having to wait to sign house papers. We made an offer last night to our realtor, and I guess you have to do something like sign a contract or something ridiculous (just kidding, very important). But it meant waiting a day. We had known a snow storm was coming in tonight so, being the nice wine drinkers we are, opted for Jill, our lady, to stay at home and enjoy hers. And I tell you, it’s the first good storm we’ve had this year. It’s coming down. Our usual 10 minute commute saw us in traffic for 2 and a half hours. At least the people were nice. You would have to get out every once in a while and brush the snow and semi formed ice off your car and offer to do your neighbours while you were out. And down the line, someone may do it for you it they notice you just need a brush off. There were people pushing, shovelling and just straight being the nicest of people. I mean, if you can’t move, you can’t move right? At one point on the on ramp for one of our major highways there were a group of people just standing there waitng to push you through onto the highway, because the snow plot that had gone by had left a 2 foot bank that the Civic were getting stuck in.
Such lovely people!
Then there were the jack asses who just had to be somewhere and would clogged the intersections when they should have just waited. The people who would merge when the other lane seemed to move that tiny bit faster. Then merge back. The people who would honk and honk while you are trying to get up the icy slopes of Mount Nexthill and just can’t do it without Sherpa help. The fist wavers, the yelly faces, the wheel slammers.
I think driving in winter storms should be a psychology test. The inner workings really start to come out and the beauties or the dark residents of our brains get exposed. And social interactions (or lack thereof) factor in and you can see who and what people are really made of. My fiancée and I sat in our car (turned off of course) and watched everyone else have at it, only stopping once to watch the new Jurassic Park trailer and to fume how crazy it is that Chris Pratt is lion taming velicoraptors.
Well it’s homemade pizza and storm chips and rum time. Enjoy whatever weather you are having out there tonight and I hope to slope gods I make it to a hill soon. Home dets to follow!