We were supposed to get The Snow of the Apocalypse tonight. It was supposed to start snowing at 6 PM and we were supposed to get 8-14 inches. I had hoped they were wrong since they are WRONG more than they are right. But then again, I was hoping they were RIGHT because then I could work from home in my pajamas. I don’t mind working. But if I can do it without showering and in my PJs, then sign me up.
But it is currently after 10 PM and there is no snow. Not a single flake. In fact, there isn’t much on the ground because the rain earlier in the night kind of melted all that. Which was all fine and good in my book. Because better to have 10 inches of snow fall on NO snow than to have 10 inches of snow to fall on 18 inches of snow.
So I turn on the news. Which, well, I don’t watch much news. That’s not my kind of “reality” television. But I know Chicago. And I know we are obsessed with the weather. And I know those stories lead the newscasts. Even over the election coverage. When this is The Snow of the Apocalypse. And I realize I start too many of my sentences with And.
So The Snow of the Apocalypse? It isn’t going to be starting until some time tomorrow morning and afternoon.
(Dammit Kelly! I can’t help it!)
So now I’m facing a dilemma. They are still calling for The Snow of the Apocalypse. Kind of. But we’re going to get about 8 inches or more and it is all going to fall during business hours. So when I get up, there will probably only be an inch or two on the ground. But as the day goes on, it is going to accumulate. And by the time I leave for home, we’re going to have a shitload of snow on the ground. And I’m not pleased about this. Because I don’t mind driving if there is an inch on the ground. But I DO NOT want to be stuck in traffic, having it take me two fucking hours to get home tomorrow night. I shall remind you I live seven miles from the office. SEVEN MILES. Last Thursday with about an inch or two on the ground, it took me well over an hour. This displeases me. It displeases me greatly.
I guess I’ll get my ass up for work. Unless I hear from someone before I hit the road. But I’m going to make it clear that I’m not happy. Because one, I hate driving in snow with stupid people, and two, it means I can’t wear my pajamas all day.
Editor’s note: With cranky pants on and panties in a bunch, after waking up on the wrong side of the bed, I went into work this morning. And it started snowing about 11. And we got to leave about 3:30. So I was in my PJs before 5 PM. Which isn’t so bad. And I didn’t have to shovel myself a parking spot. Although The Snow of the Apocalypse is just a snow storm. And we’ll maybe get 6 inches. Which is fine with me. And the weather people are WRONG. Again.