Sweet Mother of all that's good golly Miss Molly

Winter can end now. I'll allow it. In fact I demand it.

Yesterday's late afternoon/early evening snowstorm sucked two-and-a-half hours from my life. One hour of which I was mentally prepared for because that is my normal commute, on a normal day, without precipitation. The extra hour-and-a-half was my bad karma bonus from the weather Gods.

I believe we have had more snow this year than ever before, in all of history! Ok, that's not true, but it's how it feels. My daughter has had 4 snow days since the holiday break and one before. If they have any more snow days they will have to make them up in at the end of the year. Oh yeah... that doesn't really bother me. But you see my point.

I am particularly disgruntled about this snowstorm because I had no idea it was going to be that bad. From the closet I work in all day I can't see outside. I knew that it was snowing from my various trips to the printer and bathroom where I am allowed to glimpse the light of day, but I had no idea it was a blizzard. My husband called me at my desk at 6 pm and said "You're not going to be home until midnight!" Thanks for the encouragement dear. My question to him was "Seeing that you are west of where I am, and bad weather ususally hits there before it comes here WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME EARLIER!!??" For that I received the traditional husband answer of "I didn't really think about it."

Oh, and to add Murphy's Law to bad karma my gas light had come on when I drove to work that morning. Yeah, that was fun.

But today is a new day. The sun is shining (and reflecting off the road in to my eyes as I drove to work) and I must not allow the weather Gods to know that they got to me. I am calm... I am at peace... but I want my hour-and-a-half back!