When I left for work at 7am this morning my street looked like this:
It started snowing around 11am and our office closed early. I got home at 3pm to my street looking like this:
Our little row houses look so pretty against snow:
Apparently we have 3 more hours of snow coming…… and the manservant’s plane just landed! This will be the first time here that he’s had to shovel snow! He’s always managed to be away for all the weather events but I’ll save the happy dance for when he’s actually in the door…..
We had our first winter storm in 2 years today and I was actually quite looking forward to some snow. This seemed like the ideal snow as it would fall today and melt tomorrow. Alas, I was to be somewhat disappointed.
After I’d recorded the usual “office is open” message on the employee line I headed off to work in more drizzle than snow. With the Federal and local Governments closed it was light on the train. With all that choice I chose to sit in the middle of the car. Looking backwards: Looking towards the front; the driver sits behind the black glass door:
I don’t have a position where I can work from home, telecommute, work remotely or any other term that means you don’t have to physically *be* in the office. If I ever change jobs that’s going to be one of the things on my job search requirements; it would be rather nice to have “choice” when it comes to whether I wear my pyjamas to work or not.
There were 15 of us in the office – I have no idea why 14 of them were there except perhaps it’s quieter than a snow-day house full of kids. Our TV continuously crossed to images of snow piling up or slushy, messy roads but peering out our DC office windows we saw fat juicy snowflakes falling only to melt on contact with the footpath & road.
The weatherman repeated that conditions were deteriorating and would be at their worst between noon and 3pm and spouses from Virginia were calling to give snow accumulation updates so people south of the DC border wanted to leave. It was decided to close the office at noon. I was out of there at noon-oh-one before management changed their mind. There was a cold, wet gusty wind as I walked to the metro – the sort where you don’t bother with an umbrella as it only turns into a frustrating and comical situation.
When I got up to street level at my station there was still no sign of accumulation – just cold, sloppy snowflakes trapped in an intense wind: Where’s the snow?
When I turned into our street I was pleased to see some on our front lawns – this is “conversational snow” – it looks pretty and causes no inconvenience – I wasn’t likely to fall over on the footpath: (you can just see some fat snowflakes against our coloured houses):
This afternoon we’ve had howling blizzard-style winds with rain; no snow. Luckily I have friends only a few miles away across the river who can share their photos otherwise I’d have to wonder if we really did have a “snow event” :
And this which just looks so pretty …
There was snow on the ground when I woke up this morning – probably an inch. I left for work and by the time I got out of the train in Virginia it was raining. Then we had a period of nothing and then there was sleet and freezing rain and then it was back to snow. Big fat, juicy, heavy flakes…
The Federal Government closed at 3pm – but we all know that the company I work for never closes so I was resigned to staying until 5pm until someone I work with offered to give me a ride home if I could leave a bit early …. oh please boss can I?
I was warm and comfortable in the car but it was not quicker than the train would’ve been.. this is what it looked like when we left the office at 4.15pm:
An hour later and still on the road – about 6 miles from where we started! It was getting very icy….. and I still had 4 miles to go!
My friend did not attempt to get into my street so dropped me off on the emergency route main road where I crossed *with* the walk sign and was almost run over by a turning snow plow!!! (sorry no photo!)
Things looked pretty as I walked along the footpath:
But now it’s really coming down – about 2″ an hour.
The weatherman just suggested we should shovel a couple of times before we go to bed as this is the wet and heavy snow – the sort that causes heart attacks – well the snow doesn’t cause heart attacks but the shovelling might…
I suppose I should pay attention to that – and at least make sure my outwards-opening storm door is clear of snow before I go to bed! A lesson learnt from last winter when I woke to find myself trapped in the house!
I see that my neighbour has already made one pass on her path and her share of the footpath! So I’d better rug up and get out there with my shiny red shovel.