After weekend snowfall totaling between 17 and 21 inches with winds whipping the snow into a blizzard, temperatures plummeted creating sub-zero windchillls. No matter what I have done since Saturday, I just don't get warm! I bundle. I wrap. I wear a hat in the house. And I am still chilled!
Tonight my 10 year old grandson has his Christmas Concert. It started three minutes ago. I decided not to go because I just could not get myself psyched up to driving 35 miles one way - alone in these subzero temperatures, arrive home around 10:00 and end the day chilled to the bone. That great inner voice has been calling me names since I made the decision. Whimp! Frady Cat! Lazy Lady!
And yet when I told a friend about my decision she said I should congratulate myself for my wise decision. That is hard. I am so much better at beating myself up.
It is all about perspective. And from my perspective it is better to ere on the side of caution in weather like this. Having said that, I still wish I had just gotten in the car and drove down an hour ago.
No, I made the right decision. I am cold and I am tired and tonight I just need to be safely at home, tucked in, not trying to drive home alone on an icy cold night when I am tired. Okay, I'm done with this. I am glad to be in my toasty home wrapped in blankets.
We have another five inches of snow predicted for tomorrow. I am not done cleaning up from last week and now we will get MORE! I never thought I'd long to move south for the winter. The snow we have had this fall - winter starts next Tuesday - has me longing for more temperate climes where shoveling, ice, bad roads, sub-zero temperatures are something I can read about and imagine rather than live with this intensity.
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