The storm that we waited (and waited!) for all of yesterday finally arrived overnight. And now that it’s here, it doesn’t want to stop.
It’s been snowing steadily throughout the day and is predicted to continue until morning. Earlier I had to reschedule a couple of medical appointments, but fortunately we don’t have anywhere we have to be tomorrow. As for Sunday, who knows?!?
For us it’s mostly just a matter of inconvenience, although I do get a little nervous when it goes and goes and goes without stopping.
I’m pretty sure that’s due to a dream I had when I was nine years old and got to experience snow for the first time.
My best friend’s family traveled to Tahoe to ski and the two daughters each got to invite a friend to go along. It started snowing while we were there. Not hard, I don’t think, but enough to make an impression on a little girl from the San Francisco Bay Area.
I also wonder if it perhaps triggered a past life memory, because I dreamt of waking up and opening a front door that was completely blocked by snow. I can still recall being freaked out by the idea of being trapped inside a snowbound cabin, even though that was more than half a century ago.
Of course, a quick Google search showed me that it’s not all that uncommon. But geez, talk about claustrophobia! 🥶
