Another winter storm’s headed the Underground’s way – the same wet, heavy snow that caused the weeklong power outages and overall carnage a couple weeks ago during the last “storm of a lifetime.”
The Pessimist sees this coming and thinks everything’s still poised on the lip of the abyss from last time, so even 16″ of wet snow will likely push us right back into the abyss, leaving us powerless and in the dark, shoveling until our arms fall off.
The Optimist believes the weak trees were all pruned back by the prior storm, so this new storm will have no effect whatsoever.
Right now, the snow is falling hard, though the live radar map suggests we may yet live.
Can't tell if that's really 13" of snow.
In the larger sense, the Upper Sac’s running awfully high, the shooting range is snowed in beyond hope, and even walking around my own yard requires a pair of snowshoes, so it won’t take much to nudge me towards the pessimist camp.
Then again, pessimism drives me to be prepared – the large pots of water, the fully fueled Honda Super Karate Death Blower, the right-at-hand flashlights and candles…
You get the picture.
If the Underground goes dark for a day or two (a possibility), know that I’m likely sitting in the darkness (probably unable to straighten up after dragging firewood upstairs and moving snow the opposite direction) and wondering at the concept of Optimism vs Pessimism.
I mean, if I can alter my perspective to stop seeing all this white stuff as a curse and instead view it as next year’s trout water, maybe my mood will improve.
See you behind the snow blower, Tom Chandler
UPDATE: WE LIVE! The storm has come and gone (it’s over Boise, ID now), and because that group of alarmist weather forecasters apparently can’t read a thermometer, we got rain & slush instead of snow, so I’m NOT spending the day yoked to my New Snowblower Overlord. Commence with the feasting!
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