Moving In...

Yes, I'm here in the new house. It's been a busy couple of weeks, to say the least, but now things are settling down and the house almost looks like a real house. :) I'm just waiting on a furniture truck to arrive at any minute, and then I can finish the last room...

Just over a week ago on my scheduled moving day, I grew quite worried as it began to snow a couple of hours before the movers were due to arrive. They came nonetheless, and loaded all the furniture despite the constant downpour of snow. We probably got two or three inches just during the time they were there.

It has done nothing but snow there since November and I was so glad to get out. Because at the new place? Why, it hardly ever snows there, and if it does, it's a mere dusting compared to the amounts of snowfall we got at the old place. After emptying out the house and handing over the key to the new owner, I got in my car and drove away, elatedly saying, "Goodbye, snow! And good riddance!"

Sure enough, when we got to the new place, the sun was shining, the ground was clear, and they hadn't had a bit of snow. It was a happy day.

And then the very next day, it began to snow. And it snowed and it snowed and it snowed. And then after a couple days of snow, it began pouring down ICE. Lots of ice. I walked across my yard to my mailbox on top of about six inches of snow and never left a footprint. Who needs snowshoes?

Unfortunately, the ice took out the electricity so it was a chilly night, but I was fortunate enough to get mine back the next day. Some people are still waiting...

We finally began to clear out from the ice storm. People could actually leave their home. (Seriously, the whole state was shut down one day, nobody went anywhere!) And then the blizzards hit. Constant blizzards and whiteouts all day long. Meanwhile it was sunny and clear at the old place...

Yeah. Very funny.

We had a nice warm sunny weekend which got rid of some of the ice (it's still there on anything untreated but at least now all the main roads are clear) and now we sit waiting for the next big storm to hit. Apparently any minute, since the schools just let out early although it's not snowing yet.

The local schools usually miss one to two days a year tops for snow. Since I moved here, there have been seven school days, and they have missed five and a half of them. I can't even begin to tell you how unfair this is...

Will I ever escape the snow?

Excuse me, I think... I hope... I hear my furniture truck arriving. Or maybe it's just the next blizzard.