We’re getting a snowstorm tonight and into tomorrow morning.
It’s apparently already causing problems on its way to Massachusetts.
It’s not even just that I hate snow, although I do.
It’s not even just that I hate winter weather in general, although I do.
I hate now that for the next five or six months, everything I do that involves leaving the house — from my wife’s and my daily commutes to traveling at Christmas (the picture immediately above is Christmas morning in Williamstown last year) — has to be viewed from the lens of “What’s the weather going to be?”
And, yes, I have lived in the Northeast all of my 46 years, and none of this should be a surprise and I shouldn’t hate it as much as I do. I. Do. Not. Care.
The good news is that the snowblower did start when I tested it yesterday.
It’s also supposed to be a warmer the next few days, so hopefully it’ll melt.
But even if it does, we’ve been warned.
Winter is on its way.