When I lived in California, I didn’t really give much thought to the weather. I’d look out the window in the morning and dress accordingly. Sometimes, I’d grab an umbrella.
Now, I’m obsessed with the weather. I check the weather every day, multiple times. I check the 10 day forecast and the hourly. I can’t stop myself. I am not sure if it’s a reflection of my age (because, you know, old people and weather) or that I now live someplace where atmospheric conditions greatly impact my daily doings. Let’s go with the latter. I need to know the timing of storms. I need to know when I can take my dogs out, when I should avoid the roads, and when school might dismiss early or start late. I need to be weather savvy. It’s a requirement now.
This is my 5th year on the East Coast and I am tired of experiencing all of the weather-things that happen here. The first month of our inaugural winter in New Jersey was the snowiest in 62 years. When the first storm in December dumped two feet of snow, we didn’t even own a shovel (true). That much snow doesn’t jive well with a native Californian.
But snow hasn’t been the only issue. After that first harsh winter, I only had to wait 5 months before experiencing a hurricane. We were on vacation but Irene didn’t care. She gave us the gift of 3 feet of water in our beautiful finished basement because that’s what happens when you lose power for 2 days and the sump pumps fail during a hurricane. Two months later, a freak October nor’easter toppled trees and sent branches flying, damaging our car and taking out our power for 8 days in the freezing cold. By the time Superstorm Sandy rolled around the following year, we had wised up and put in a whole house generator. Sandy wreaked havoc in our neighborhood, taking hundreds of trees down, some on top of houses, resulting in no electricity for a full 14 days, every day of which we thanked our generator. Then, just when I was finally thinking I couldn’t possibly experience any new weather-thing, last winter brought the Polar Vortex and an entirely new level of cold. Can Mother Nature just cut it out already? I long for California weather and letting go of my crazy weather-checking persona.
But instead we moved to the greater Boston area this past summer. And so, with the snow again. It’s been blizzarding since last night and it’s not going to stop any time soon. We have at least two feet of snow so far, as best as I can tell, with the wind creating drifts much taller than that. I already spent an hour in the 16°F (-4°F windchill) digging out a reasonably large area for the dogs to potty because dogs like choices and I’m a good dog mom. And I’ll have to go back out there in a few hours to “refresh” it. In the meantime, I think I’ll hunker down and read the yeah write nonfiction and fiction|poetry challenge grids. Or maybe I’ll write some fiction myself.
But first, I’m going to re-check the weather forecast to see if there’s any update as to when all of this blizzarding might finally stop.