The winter of my discontent

I'm tired of it. I'm tired of it all. What is "it". "It" is that white mush that I so lovingly call "Satan's Dandruff"...snow! (The picture here to the left is from December, but I swear to all that is holy, it still looks the same...minus the light up Christmas tree.)

I'm snowed out. Completely. Totally. We've been looking at this caca since October and I am soooooo over it. I hate snow. Hate it. Loathe it. I seen absolutely no reason for it. I lived in the desert my entire life and never once in any of those years did I sit back and say "Wow, I wish it would snow for 5 months!" In El Paso, it would snow, sure, but it would last like, 3 hours, and then by mid-afternoon, we'd be back to the 60's. I never even knew what a "wind chill" was until I got here! I'm only here because this is where my family is. Otherwise, I'd put this place in my rearview mirror and never look back lol!!!

Believe it or not, in the 5 months of pure hades that has been winter, only *once* had a snowplow been down our road, and I've seen a salt truck maybe *twice*. It is like an icey bobsled track driving down the road. I actually got stuck directly in front of my house because of the 6 inches of snow and 3 inches of ice on the road. Oh, but I did see a good samaritan who was so willing to help...oh, wait a minute, no, that guy was the one who **saw me stuck, turned around in the neighbor's driveway and left!!!!** I have special thanks for you, you wiener! There was a nice young man who did help me out though, restoring my faith in humanity. He kept calling me sweetie, even though I know he was younger than me lol. I know that everyone ends up stuck, but still, it is sooooooooo humiliating!

Okay, I've vented. I'm done. For now. I just miss breezes, and breathing, and not freezing.

18 days and I'm Texas bound. Warm weather and sun. Yeah, sun. It does shine, I swear. I've seen it...

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