Rant #3,270: Snowblind

It finally happened.

After more than 700 days of no snow, we finally got some if the white stuff in my neck of the woods yesterday, both overnight and during the day.

I don't like snow, certainly hating it as an adult because of all the havoc and commotion it causes every time it comes.

This snow is different from the other snows my family has experienced over the past decades, because we don't live in a private home anymore.

When you live in a private home, the responsibility of cleaning up is all on your head.

You have to clean the walk, you have to clean up your cars, and you have to make your entire location passable.

During the past 50 years or so, I absolutely hated the dreaded call of, "Larry, it's time to start shoveling!, a clarion call that first came from my mother, and later, came from my wife.

I just hated to go outside in this mess and clean up everything, whether it was an inch of the stuff or a couple of feet of the mess.

Now, my family and I live in a community where everything--less our cars, of course--is shoveled for us.

The street was plowed pretty quickly, but the walkways came later, and i think the rain helped to clean up the walkways more than human toil.

I can't do any shoveling now, anyway, but at least my wife only had to clean her car.

We ended up getting maybe an inch or a little more, so it wasn't terrible, but at least we didn't have to worry about any major shoveling.

The roads were icy, and my wife had to take my son to work, but she handled thst job, and picking him.up, without a hitch.

So all told, I still hate the snow, but my family and I just don't have to worry about it as much anymore.

And to think that since we hadn't had any appreciable snow in about two years, there are some little kids whose very first interaction with the white stuff was with this little storm that we had.

Let them enjoy it while they can, because their fascination with the white stuff, based on my own experience, won't last.