It’s a Good News / Bad News Kind of Thing
Every Fall, I promise myself that I will take down the outdoor Christmas lights in April and put them away neatly in the Rubbermaid containers we store them in. Every Spring, I wait until the end of June to take them down and cram them into their containers telling myself that it won’t take long to sort them out in the Fall.
Every Spring, I promise myself that I will put the lights up in early October while it is still warm outside and every Fall I wait until the end of November about six hours before the first major snow storm.
That’s what I was doing yesterday in advance of the 20 cms that were on their way from God knows where.
The good news is that it only took two hours to untangle and sort the working strings of lights from those I was supposed to throw out last year. The bad news is that I bought the wrong extension cords. They don’t fit.
Nonetheless I decided to get started putting up the lights.
The good news is that I only fell off the ladder once this year (so far) which is a 50% improvement over last year. The bad news is that I fell on my back which means that I am now walking like I should be the bell ringer at Notre Dame in Paris and, of course, only half the lights are up.
The good news is that our driveway had been plowed as scheduled. The bad news is that our plow guy had driven his plow truck into our rather deep ditch and there was some concern that it might be stuck there until Spring.
The good news is that he would make an excellent snowman once he was covered in snow. The bad news is that I don’t have stove-top hat or a corncob pipe to complete his ensemble.
We managed to maneuver the SUV around him and out of the driveway and after checking to make sure he was alright and that help was on the way, I drove Maggie to work in town.
The good news is that the highway was plowed (or at least most of it) and traffic was fairly light. The bad news is that most of the people who were on the roads were either seeing snow for the first time and had no idea what it was or how to drive in it or else had forgotten how often they got stuck last year for driving like idiots in a storm.
The good news is that usually you see the guy driving too fast and weaving in and out of traffic twice. First when he cuts in front of you and almost drives you off the road and then again 1000 yards up the road where he is now stuck in a snow bank. It is always good news when you see proof of karma working out.
The bad news is that he has now caused traffic to slow to a crawl.
The good news is that I got Maggie safely to work and even made it back to the hacienda. The bad news is that I was delayed an hour by a woman who managed to slide her car, nose-first into a snow bank blocking the exit ramp from the highway.
The good news is that there is an alternate route and all that was necessary was to back up 50 ft and take it. The bad news is that there were seven cars behind me so it took awhile to first convince them to back up and then to back them up without any of them also getting stuck in a snow bank.
The good news at home was that our snowplow guy, Frosty, had somehow managed to extract his plow truck from the ditch without much damage to his truck but a significant amount of damage to our street address pole which he promises to fix it in the Spring. The bad news is that Frosty does not do sidewalks and we have two that stretch about 100 ft each from the driveway to the front and back doors.
The good news is that we have an electric snow shovel that can easily handle this kind of snow on a walkway. The bad news is that it is not in the garage where it has been all summer. For reasons that escape me, it was moved to the garden shed which is about 150 ft from the house across a yard that is now knee-deep in snow.
The good news is that it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas. The trees are covered in fresh clean snow and the yard looks like a scene from a Currier & Ives painting.
The bad news is – it’s going to be a long bloody winter.
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