As I sit here writing this column, snow is swirling outside my window. More snow. Seriously? We have had more winter these first weeks of 2014 than we’ve had in the last couple of years throughout the entire season, I think. And I am ready to become a snowbird.
I hear some of the readers thinking, “It’s winter and it’s northern Indiana, that’s what we expect so I should quit my whining.” But whining makes you feel better sometimes, OK?
I used to love winter storms when I was a little girl and it meant snow days off of school and snow angels and snowmen and being Queen of the Mountain of snow piled on the sidewalks.
I stopped being a fan of winter when I moved to the Midwest and dealt with subzero regular temperatures and wind chills that no human should have to endure. I stopped being a fan when it meant I had to drive in it, feeling like I was risking my life.
The good thing about working from home is that, just like now, I can be working and watching the snow outside my window and not have to go and drive in it. Sometimes I do, though, to cover meetings, to do interviews, to demonstrate my products for my candle business.
And it’s sometimes hard to make the call as to whether you go, or you reschedule. So when Winter Storm Ion hit in the first week of the New Year, I was trying to determine whether to carry on with a small group meeting at church that was planned. I really didn’t want to cancel it because we were also planning for a women’s retreat this weekend and time was running short.
I am a winter wimp so I was trying to be adult, responsible and objective in making the decision. So I told some people that I would base my decision on this criteria: If churches, libraries and colleges started closing, I would cancel.