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heartofoshun:
bomberqueen17:
I am driving across the state tonight to the farm and I did not pack my car last night and now it is a blizzarding hellscape out there
this is all my fault
sorry–have a safe trip!
Haha thanks, and also thanks @fidelioscabinet– it’s fine now, I just had to whine. I sat around feeling sorry for myself and then it stopped snowing. Is it just me or is Winter 2015-16 being, like… Winter on Easy Mode, or something? At least in Buffalo. My heat bill is like, nothing. It’s almost too late in the season for me to jinx this. We’ll see, I still may get stuck in a blizzard when I hit the road this afternoon. Entertainingly, or not, the NYS Thruway runs the same direction as the prevailing wind/weather patterns across the wide bit of the state, so in the last I have literally raced storm fronts west to east, watching the dark clouds in my rear view and weighing my options of pushing thru vs stopping for gas. I always had to know, though, that my journey ended with a jog north off the highway to my parents’ house, 20 miles of winding roads as the storm caught up– but they were the most familiar roads in the world to me. But now my sister lives straight east of the highway, so my last ten miles is still in the same direction. Easier, and a wider road.

heartofoshun:
bomberqueen17:
I am driving across the state tonight to the farm and I did not pack my car last night and now it is a blizzarding hellscape out there
this is all my fault
sorry–have a safe trip!
Haha thanks, and also thanks @fidelioscabinet– it’s fine now, I just had to whine. I sat around feeling sorry for myself and then it stopped snowing. Is it just me or is Winter 2015-16 being, like… Winter on Easy Mode, or something? At least in Buffalo. My heat bill is like, nothing. It’s almost too late in the season for me to jinx this. We’ll see, I still may get stuck in a blizzard when I hit the road this afternoon. Entertainingly, or not, the NYS Thruway runs the same direction as the prevailing wind/weather patterns across the wide bit of the state, so in the last I have literally raced storm fronts west to east, watching the dark clouds in my rear view and weighing my options of pushing thru vs stopping for gas. I always had to know, though, that my journey ended with a jog north off the highway to my parents’ house, 20 miles of winding roads as the storm caught up– but they were the most familiar roads in the world to me. But now my sister lives straight east of the highway, so my last ten miles is still in the same direction. Easier, and a wider road.
