…are sending people into a panic. Which is silly.
To elaborate: on the way to work, the radio told me that 10+ inches of snow – in the fashion of a winter storm – would begin falling at 7pm. People spent their mornings discussing, alternately, the travails of digging out their vehicles from the impending blizzard followed inevitably by a rant about the inability of others to maneuver said vehicles in inclement weather, and the potential of taking a ‘snow day’ since no-one else was likely to bother making the trip anyway (see: part one of this inordinately long sentence). By mid-afternoon, this supposed suffocating blanket of fluffy flakes had diminished to a predicted overnight (beginning at 1am) sprinkling of 2-5 inches, followed by an approximately equivalent amount during the following day. This evening, even that sprinkling had been downgraded to a mere probable dusting, with a total predicted accumulation of 5 inches. For the course.
I tell people we live in a bubble. Do they believe me? No.
How else do you explain more overcast days than the Rainy City, yet the worst of the weather manages somehow to miss us – either to the north or to the south?
Yeah. I thought so.
On a personal note: reports of my recovery were premature. I’m either relapsing, or my immune system was so put out with me from the first round that I picked up one of the other innumerable winter bugs that’s floating around. And I was so excited to be back at work again…
And finally, I’ll just mention that Word Press has been updated, so hopefully all my bits and pieces will be working. I’ve reactivated my plugins, so if anyone notices a problem, please let me know. Not that anyone reads this (at least, no one’s registered but lil’ ol’ me. *ahem*).
