The weather, that is!  I sick of watching it, worrying about it, and dealing with it, and talking about it.  That’s all anyone around here wants to talk about lately.

The worst part is, this isn’t even the worst winter in my memory.

I think it was my junior year of high school, when we got hit with nearly five feet of snow in three days.  The electric was out for weeks, the snow plows were stuck at the bottom of the hill below where I now live.  They called for cialis dosage 40 mg my grandfather to get out his dozer and pull them out, so he tried, the small dozer got stuck along with four state trucks, buy prozac he walked home to get the D9, the big guy.  It took nearly 16 hours of him, my father and my uncle all working to free the small dozer and the state trucks.  We all gave up and moved out into town after that.  Unfortunately, there weren’t many hotel rooms available, as everyone had the same idea.

I deserted, I went to stay with my boyfriend and his family, they had electric, heat and plowed roads, even though they didn’t live any closer to a town than we did.

Then the next storm hit, dumping another foot of snow and nearly half an inch of ice.  They lost power too.  We, he and I, headed over to my aunt and uncle’s house.  They lived on a main road closer to town than any of the rest of us.  They took pity on us and gave us a room, with two single beds of course.  But at that point it didn’t matter as long as it was warm and dry.

My parents still lived at the local Days Inn.  They had had a generator running to keep the house from freezing up, and keep the deep freeze from thawing,  until the generator broke.  We thought we were smart, we emptied the deep freeze into the snow outside, using as many ice chest as we could get our hands on, and stacking the rest of the stuff on top.

After nearly three weeks, the mess was over and we all got to move home.  By then, no one had any clean clothes, so I spent the first day home at the laundry mat doing what seemed like every item of clothing my family owned.  They had filled the entire back of my dad’s truck with laundry for me.  12 hours I spent there, or course, my honey was with me to keep me company, and to teach me to do laundry as it was something I had never done before.

It was horrible!  This winter is nothing compared to that one!