That would be just about 19 inches, and this was after a few inches had already melted away.
From the sound of things on Friday, our region was to be struck by one to two feet of apocalypse, but it turned out we got one to two feet of snow, instead. My classes were tiny on Friday and the traffic was ridiculous as people scrambled to buy their (everybody, now) bread, milk, and toilet paper. What is wrong with people? God forbid anyone should go twenty-four hours without everything they want immediately available. And, if you don’t have more than a two day supply of toilet paper in your house, you are one unwashed hand in the holiday party crudite away from disaster.
On that note, I was confused by the crazy long lines at the gas stations. If we get that big of a storm, you’re not going anywhere, people. Settle down.
The other side of the car was covered halfway up the doors. Catch my drift?
So, it snowed. I used to love snow, but then, I also used to have a garage. My great accomplishment during this storm, other than wasting an entire day laying in bed surfing the web and maybe moping, was remembering to get my ice scraper out of the car BEFORE the storm, thus avoiding an avalanche into the front seat this morning. It has taken me only 8-10 garage free winters to figure this out.
Solstice in T-minus fifteen hours.
