Tuesday morning...freezing rain causing accidents and traffic pile ups/back ups for at least 4 hours on the highway.
Friday night at work during my break I decided to get online and check email ect.. I was only online for about 20 min. and within that time it went from chilly and dry with no snow outside to 2 fucking inches+ of the white crap. It fucking snowed and snowed and snowed. After hours of the non stop blizzard I decided to head home an hour early cuz who knows how long it would take to get the 20 miles home. Luckily I left at the right time and the highway had just been plowed.
Decided to wait till morning to remove all the white shit. The snow was so fucking heavy that I almost blew up my little snow blower. With the help of Scooby we got the driveway and sidewalk cleared in about an hour. It warmed up during the day and melted some the the crap.
Saturday evening went out to pick up pizza for dinner and almost slipped on the severely icy stairs. Got salt out and salted the side steps and then headed to the front steps to salt them. What I didn't see is that the porch itself near the front steps was all icy and frozen over. And like a slap stick comedy I took one step on the icy porch and my feet flew right out from under me and I landed on the steps, with my elbows hitting first. At first I thought I broke both of my arms, but luckily their just very very sore.
After all this I told Scooby, "We are sooooo out of here!" I've had it with this cold fucking weather. We both can't stand to be cooped up in the house 6 months out of the year either.
SO the game plan is....We are going back down to New Orleans from Feb. 9-19 and looking at real estate. This is the perfect time, we now know what areas that we don't want to live, the flooded ones of course.
Hopefully this will be the last winter that we will spend in the God forsaken state of Michigan. Our friends think were crazy, but I'd rather be swept away in a hurricane or flood than deal with another fucking winter. At least down there you have plenty of warning and can leave before hand.
2 comments:
Good for you! I recently celebrated my eight year anniversary in California. I left the Chicago area for the very same reason. If I want snow now, I drive an hour and a half to go boarding and then I am back in my bed at night. I have never regretted leaving. Good luck on your new adventure!
Shit,
My husband and I moved to Midland from Las Fucking Vegas cuz my he was "born" here 40 years ago and thought it would be nice to come home. I hate it, he hates it, we are so fucking out of here too. Back to the West Coast where the sun always shines, and a freak snow storm (happens once in a blue moon in vegas) is cause to celebrate. Good luck to you in NOLA. I'd like to watch you get DP'd, but my ole man is too uptight... :(
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