I'm from Illinois. I'm used to snow. I'm used to getting a few feet in the evening, waking up, cursing, brushing the car off, and driving 30 miles to work. It's just what you did.
Here in Virginia, things are a bit different. The office was closed yesterday because of the weather. I'd never seen this happen before, though it should be noted that the Chicago home office has been closed a couple times this season, as well. All that global warming, I guess. Anyways, I worked from home yesterday, and I was even able to venture out into the tundra to pick up some flowers, etc., for my lovely wife.
Today, things are back to normal, and the office is open. Unfortunately, after spending well over an hour with the car, I found myself completely unable to leave my parking spot. Ice. I tried kitty litter, I tried shoveling, I even tried enlisting the help of a guy with similar problems across the street. Neither of us could get the other guy to budge. So, though I feel like a real sap about it, I'm working from home again today. I was able to move my car a little bit ago and reparked in a less icy spot, but at this point, it's not worth going in. In fact, were I to be caught on 66 in 15 minutes heading West, I'd get a ticket for violating car pool laws. For the second time. No thanks, and I have no idea how to get to work any other way.
I should get on that, probably.
So, I'm going to sit back and watch Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning, and might even make a movie night of it by adding King King afterwards.
That's just how I roll.
AMP and I headed down to Chinatown yesterday for the New Year's celebrations. It was too damned cold to do much of anything save hop around and swear, driving snow near canceling out the smell of sweet and sour this that and the other. But, we got to see some dragons, and the mayor of DC.
