Morning T and Slicers,
Yes, Tuvia R. I am STILL a snow wimp. Sadly, you didn’t know me when I was fearless and arrogant about snow. Living in Ellenville, driving before front wheel/all-wheel drive cars, snow never held me back, even when it should have.
I moved to Rockland and still, in the early years, I rolled my eyes at those who refused to attend a play rehearsal on marathon day when it snowed for the entire day.
I’m not sure when I started to sweat snow. Maybe it began on a trip back from skiing in Vermont when I was driving solo and the Thruway closed down in the middle of my ride. I was forced off onto the backroads of the Berkshires. I crawled up and down unplowed roads until desperate, I pulled into a B and B haven and as the only guest was treated like the VIP I always wanted to be. But maybe that was the start of this feeling that once the flakes start falling, I start lighting my candles.
So last night, as the weather forecast for the coming snow held firm and James would need me to drive him to the bus stop in town, I did not sleep comfortably. At 6:30 AM as snow began to cover the grassy surfaces, I had coffee brewing and toast ready for him to eat and run. Out, on the 7:15… I was back home, car in the garage and coffee #2 brewing for my day inside.
But of course, I need this last? snow event to be done and gone by 4 so I can get back into my car and head for NYC for dinner and a play tonight.
I am very demanding, don’t you think?