They tell us here on the East Coast the storm will hit us tomorrow, Saturday and can dump anywhere from 3 to 6 to 8...up to 18 inches of snow.
That's quite a deviation, don't you think? In my next life I want to come back as a weather person; it seems no one gives them flak if they get things wrong or make a miscalculation. They chalk it up to "last minute computer module changes."
Meanwhile the stores are crowded with people in a buying frenzy, clearing the shelves of bread, milk, eggs, cheese, and ever snack food known to man. Trying to find a frozen pizza in my neighborhood is like searching for gold. It's as though they believe they'll be hunkered down for a month and God-forbid someone should be without their favorite flavor of Haagen Daz.
Me? I'm content to sit in my apartment, watch the snow fall and read. I have books to read for the RITA contest (the RWA's national award for excellence) and I have my coffee. As long as the cable holds out, I'll be fine.
Hope you all have a lovely, safe weekend.
How do you ride out bad storms?