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24 January 2025
A storm is coming. I mean literally—a storm is coming. In fact, I think it might already be here. It’s still above freezing where I am, but the weather app says sleet for the next hour. I don’t see it yet, not exactly, but it’s supposed to get colder as the day goes on, with precipitation throughout the afternoon and evening. Ha—yes, I meant precipitation, but sometimes I like to use the wrong word just to keep things human. Speaking of participation, I think we’re right near the southern edge of that massive system sweeping through the center of the country today. It would be nice if we opted out of the precipitation promised for today and tomorrow.
The last ice storm we had was three or four years ago, and the power was out for nearly a week. We had a generator, but there was a snafu with the gas company, so getting the tank refilled was a challenge. We lost water service as well, even though we’re not on a well. Hmm. That joke didn’t land well. These days, we’re sort of prepared. We’ve got a generator and a full, larger propane tank to keep the electricity going. We go through a lot just to avoid struggling through events like this. I guess you could say we struggle not to struggle.
Anyway, I don’t think non-participation is an option this time. The sky is supposed to perspire all day and all night—and then do it all over again tomorrow. Fortunately, the forecast says we won’t hit freezing until Sunday morning. That’s when the real trouble starts.
“We can’t direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails.” — Dolly Parton
“If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans.” — Woody Allen
“The trouble with weather forecasting is that it’s right too often for us to ignore it and wrong too often for us to rely on it.” — Patrick Young
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