She opened the back door, stuck the yard stick into the snow, and examined it. “We’re at eleven inches” my mom said.
If you’ve been following this blog since it’s beginning (hi mom!), you probably have picked up two things: I hate the snow/cold and I live in a magical place where it currently has freezing temperatures and has been snowing like crazy. Today was weird because the weather reports weren’t too clear what was going to happen. In fact, my school insisted on staying open, then closed half way through the day realizing the weather was definitely not going to flake out.
While I was working on my homework, I would casually glance out the window and just think the snow was so minimal. I’ve lived through blizzards and Northeasters where the snow is coming down; this snow just looked like a simple dusting. So when my mom said it had snowed eleven inches I didn’t think anything of it, for some reason the number meant nothing to me.
Then I actually went outside to shovel. Well, now is when I was shocked how much it snowed. The snow was up to my knees. My freakin’ knees. It was me and my small shovel versus a sea monster of snow. Gulp.
I’m going to regret saying this, and if you ever mention it I will deny this, but I kind of like shoveling snow (cue gasps). It’s just a great opportunity to plug the headphones in and jam to music while getting a good workout. I typically create playlists of songs to jam to while shoveling (check out my post “You’re Snow Shoveling Playlist“), but today I listened to one song: “We Can’t Stop” by Miley Cyrus.
I was inspired to listen to this song by the simple fact that it had snowed eleven inches in like an hour and wasn’t stopping. As I was shoveling, the snow would tumble down upon itself or fly back into my face. Everywhere I turned, snow was there and not letting up; my efforts were fruitless. I felt that the snow was literally singing “We Can’t Stop” to me:
“We can’t stop
And we won’t stop
We run things, things don’t run we
Don’t take nothing from nobody
Yeah, yeah”
Mocking me, taunting me, that’s what this snow and winter has been doing to me. It’s like mother nature knows how much I hate winter that she has decided to make each winter the most painful and annoying. Well, just a heads up to the snow, in a couple of months it will be summer and you will be melted while I’ll be the one outside celebrating. So, there.
