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Ain't No Ice Storm Gonna Get Me Down...

That's 2 ins of solid ice folks, solid and unmoving
Yesterday was my first official day of vacation, and what did I do? Watch the sleet and freezing rain accumulate and cover our entire little world---- surprising because it had been ~60 F the day before. Not so surprising because, well, it's bipolar season for the South.

My husband didn't make it home last night. His boss convinced him to stay overnight for safety reasons, even agreed to pay him---wish I could get paid to have a sleep-over at work.

Thankfully, we didn't lose power. So, the cat and I snuggled in the recliner, enjoying that we didn't have to go anywhere.

I know the South gets a bad rap for our inability to cope with winter weather. But, give us a break, it's hard to deal with something you only see 3 days out of the year. Really, though, the issue isn't piles of snow, it's ICE.

Because we have such bipolar weather, a 2-in "nothing" of snow will melt at noon, only to refreeze at 4p, creating a lovely sheet of treachery. Couple that with the fact that we "might" have 1 plow that can clear streets (because who needs more in the South), then add the inexperienced "ice-driving" champions, and you get a wonderful recipe for disaster. So our school-closings and hibernation are really less about the amount of stuff on the road and more about decreasing the number of folks who think they can drive on it--- I'm perfectly content staying safe and snug inside, even at the expense of all Southern pride.

Know what you can do perfectly well while stuck inside because of inclement weather with no one around to bother/distract you???

WRITE.

Or, in my case, submit!

I've been working on increasing my number of submissions this year. So far, since the start of the new year, I've averaged about 1 piece a week-- so I've submitted 9 times (even though a couple of those times were resubmissions of recently rejected pieces).

It's days like yesterday and today that make me extremely grateful for the invention of the Internet, as trying to get out in this mess to drop a story at the Post Office would have been veritable suicide. So long as the power's working and the ethernet's flowing, I don't have to worry about not being able to get my work out there.

Ain't technology great?

Thankfully, the hubby made it home around noon and now, at 6p, the little rivulets of icy water that had been running down the drive in front of our apartment are now a solid sheet of death. I stepped out on our balcony to see if anything had really melted...not so much. The icicles were a bit longer, but there was nothing visible beneath the ice.

I think my husband captured the essence of it all when he said, "yeah the sun was out today. Everybody gets excited about the sun being out because they think it's going to melt everything. But, on days like this, the sun don't mean anything.... it's just a picture."

Yep. That's about the truth of it. Today, the sun was just a picture in the sky.

Here's hoping that tomorrow the sun remembers to turn all its breakers on... at least long enough to melt AND evaporate our lovely ice.
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