
We are getting yet ANOTHER Nor'Easter today, this time is brings the evil gift of freezing rain. I never thought I would miss the 24 years I lived in the deep freeze of Ontario but these treacherous life-threatening storms have made that happen. At least when it is crazy cold it is safe to be on the roads. Nova Scotia is the province of black ice.
The world is turning into an ice rink as I type this. I hate that my husband has to travel to work in this weather. I am on pins and needles until he comes home. This chronic stress and worry that the weather here might kill someone I care about is downright cruel.
I know that some people live with chronic optimism but as someone who survived the cruel impact of this type of weather three years ago in a head-on collision, I can not think positive thoughts until I see my husband's face when he comes home, miserable from the long commute to town and back.
Considering in just a couple of weeks the lone pink hyacinth in my mini garden will be climbing out of the soil in front of my laundry room window out west... I just do not understand why people put up with this weather.
Yeah, so today, I'm in a crappy mood. I have been trying to hold back my homesickness a little but days like this make it impossible. I wanted to ignore the weather but I had to scrape the snow and ice off the walkway with my tender wounded shoulders before the temperatures fell once again, turning everything to ice. Bloody freezing-rain hell...
4 comments:
Yeah, we had freezing rain yesterday morning. It's the WORST! Driving is bad, but walking anywhere is damn near impossible when everything is covered in a sheet of ice.
I totally get it and can be a chronic optimist when our winter weather is 70 degrees & beautiful.
If I was you I'd plan for a future as a snowbird come south in the winter.
It sure look like the East Coast is getting hammered.
Coffee is on.
Yeah, the weather can definitely impact your mood, I don't blame you one bit. Get hubby to stock up on lots of ice melter so you don't need to be scraping out in that misery. Spring will be here before you know it.
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