Me, working on getting the driveway cleared out this afternoon.
Just kidding, folks. It only felt that way. Actually, I spent most of the day in mental anguish because the snow removal man I'd contacted wasn't showing up, then because I finally got hold of him and he said so many roads were closed he couldn't get to my house, and then because the several others I'd tried to call didn't answer their phones.
Finally, one did.
Then I agonized over whether he'd get there before the sun went down, and whether he'd charge more money than we could afford to pay. Then I was in knots about whether the roads were actually clear enough to drive on.
In true New York news media style, the local news programs all blathered on about what had already happened, and what might happen later in the week, but never bothered to mention how the roads were actually looking right bloody now.
While most times I am very strong willed and certain that I'm doing the right thing, I dither painfully and almost endlessly when it comes to calling out of work due to weather. On one hand, I don't want to leave them short-handed if everyone else is driving to work and home just fine. On the other hand, I can't afford to risk life, limb, and vehicle to get there. It's worth giving up one day of work to be able to work there the rest of the entire year, but I agonize over whether I'm being a complete puss about things, or whether there's a real danger.
In the end, Bear pulled up some traffic cams showing the actual road conditions locally, and they look AWFUL. And so I called in again for tomorrow.
Now that the decision is finally made, I can start to un-kink my neck muscles, relax a bit, and look forward to the next episode of Season 3 of Downton Abbey, which just arrived in the mail from my mom as a birthday gift. I think I may just pour myself a wee bit of sherry and make some popcorn while I'm at it. No sense in letting the entire day be ruined by winter stress!
Snow day! Snow day. Think of all the kiddies upset that it happened on a weekend. When I was nursing they once sent a Security Guard through the snow to my door to pick me up when I couldn't get in. Stay safe and warm.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Joan. You're like a hot cup of tea on a cold day. 8-)
DeleteKeep cosy and enjoy the gift of a day at home.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy being snowed in and snug and warm.
ReplyDeleteThe only time I've ever been snowed in was when I was about 13. I was on half term from boarding school and had gone to a party in a village about 5 miles away. By the end of the party there was too much snow to get home and I had to stay there two nights before being taken home on a tractor! My school in another part of the country not so affected by the snow was totally disbelieving when my mother rang up to say I wasn't coming back to school on the Sunday night, even when she said I wasn't even able to get back home! As I recall I even had to walk the last 2 miles home across a fruit farm because the snow had drifted too deep in the country lanes.