Yesterday, we never got below freezing. Today, the high is supposed to be 17. Welcome to spring in Vermont.
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Snow, that is. With 18-24″ of snow over the past day, it’s just too much. It’s too much to drive in, too much to have to brush off your car, and too much to dig out your car. I like snow when I don’t have to go anywhere. I like it when I can look out my window and say, “How pretty.” But when I have to get out in it. When I have to sludge through the snow to my car, or when I have to hope and pray that my apartment owner gets someone out to plow the parking lot, that’s when it’s just too damn much snow.
Snow is supposed to start late tonight and continue on to late Thursday. Unlike the last 12+ inches of snow we just received, this new system is going to slowly dump 5-10 inches on us. I’m getting a little more used to the snow, but I still hate cleaning it off my car in the mornings. The snow keeps piling up though. At my office, it has already reached up past the first pane of my window. That’s only like 2 feet, but that’s more than I’ve seen since I moved to Vermont.
Snow, snow, snow. Too much snow. We are getting more than 12 inches of snow yesterday and today. It is the most I have seen since I moved to Vermont. Quite honestly, I am not prepared for this much snow. I hope that they will delay the opening of the school (and thus the museum) or cancel school for the day. I doubt they will do either, but I can hope they will.
Luckily, they did plow the parking lot of my apartment. If the snow wasn’t too much last night, I’ll be able to get to work. So much uncertainty, but maybe I just worry too much.
It is currently -9 degrees F here this morning. The wind chill is well below -20. It’s cold up here. We are not expecting snow today, but should receive 4-7″ tomorrow. Did I mention that it is cold? I will be going from my apartment to my car and then my car to my office and reverse that trip today. That is all I plan to get out for. It’s just too cold to do much else. It’s one of those days when I wish we could just stay snuggled up in our warm safe beds.
For most of the country, it’s hot. Even here in Vermont, yesterday was hot. It got up to 91 according to my car’s external temperature thermometer. Luckily, we will get down to the 70s and 80s later in the week. My mother called yesterday to see what the temperature was like up here. I told her it was hot but nothing like at home where the temperature is 97-99 degrees. God only knows (and the weatherman) what the heat index was like. Their lows for the next ten days is 72-73, while that will be our high come Saturday. While yesterday was hot in Vermont, we only get that one or two days every couple of weeks. I’m not complaining, except I don’t have an air conditioner at home. Thankfully, the museum is air conditioned.
The reason my mom called is because she and my niece are coming to visit next week. She wanted to know how to pack. I didn’t tell her what everyone tells me, “If you don’t like the weather in Vermont, wait fifteen minutes and it will be completely different.” While that is an exaggeration, it’s not much of one. The weathermen never predict the weather correctly. They can tell you what it’s currently like outside, but that’s as good as it gets. The weather is constantly changing. The forecast shows thunderstorms for the next four days, but it rained last night and it likely won’t even rain at all. And what passes as a thunderstorm here is nothing like what I’ve experienced in the South. What they call a thunderstorm is technically a thunder storm because of the thunder but the rain is what I’d consider a light rain, nothing more.
Anyone who doesn’t believe in global warming has not experienced Vermont for the past nine months. The winter was mild, and the summer has been hot. I guess there were a few perfect days in what passed as spring here. Winter though was not that bad. Dress appropriately and there was nothing to fear. Summer has been something entirely different. I dress nice for work everyday, which usually means a long sleeve shirt. As soon as I get home to my un-air conditioned apartment, the pants come off and a t-shirt is put on. If I didn’t have the windows up, I’d probably just go naked the whole time I was home, but decency keeps me from showing the world the horrors of me being naked.
Just when we thought that winter was over, it snowed all day yesterday. Now, I personally would rather have snow over rain, but that’s just me. However, this was a slushy snow so it might as well have been rain. My hair got just as wet. I know I looked like a drowned rat, lol. I had to walk across campus yesterday and I needed a hat or an umbrella, but both were in my car and not where I needed them to be.
Maybe that is the last of the snow. We got a lot more snow than was predicted, but it’s supposed to be sunny and beautiful the rest of the week. I’ve been told that summer in Vermont makes it all worth it, but I’ve been told the same thing about autumn and spring. I’ll make my assessment on the best season in October when I’ve been here a full year.
Yesterday’s post about anticipating cold weather and how it’s been a mild winter in Vermont wasn’t taken as tongue in cheek by everyone as expected. Then again, people don’t always (if ever) get my sense of humor. It’s a little odd the things I find funny. Anyway, yesterday’s post was supposed to be a bit fun.
While today is Friday, I’m not looking forward to the weekend. It will be another lonely weekend. I do not plan on leaving my warm cozy apartment this weekend. I definitely don’t plan to walk to church Sunday morning in -12 degree temperatures. As I’m writing this the wind chill outside is -17 degrees and the actual temperature is a whopping 0. When this blog piece posts, it is supposed to be -3. I do have to go outside tomorrow, and honestly, I don’t mind. However, with the temperature predicted to be dangerously low with wind chills of (now they are predicting) -20 to -30, I think I’ll stay in. Maybe I will do some house cleaning or maybe I’ll just stay in my warm bed and read. Our friend Susan has given me a list of books to read, and I might as well get to reading them.
What are your plans for the weekend? Is this arctic blast supposed to reach you? When I told a friend of mine what the wind chill was last night, she happily said that it was 70 degrees where she was in Louisiana. Her other comment was “Holy shit, that’s cold.” I’d still rather be cold than hot, and besides, I like winter fashions over summer fashions.
PS Speaking of winter fashions, I have yet to buy the requisite Vermont flannel shirt that seems to be the uniform here. I’m just not a flannel kind of guy.
Before I moved to Vermont, my new coworkers kept asking me during the interview if I realized how cold it would be up here. My response was that, “I hate the heat of the South.” It’s true. I have always hated Christmases when you can wear short sleeve shirts and shorts. I’ve always hated summers when you walk outside and the humidity causes you to instantly break out into a sweat. I hated having seasons that instead of being called Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall should have been named after salsa: Hot, Medium, and Mild.
So when I moved to Vermont, I bought all the winter gear necessary. It got the winter clothes, boots, and coats. I got the snow tires and winter windshield wiper blades. I got winterized. Then, the promised winter never seemed to come. Imagine my surprise when the majority of this “winter” seemed a lot like Alabama but with a bit more snow. Yes we’ve had weeks where it did not get above freezing, whereas Alabama would be in the 30s and 40s most of the time, rarely getting below freezing. There’s one major difference I’ve noticed though. Alabama gets a lot more wind and rain in the winter than Vermont has gotten this year. When it is cold, windy, and rainy, it gets to your bones and it’s hard to get warm. However, in Vermont there hasn’t been as much wind and snow just doesn’t feel as cold as those damp “winter” days of Alabama.
I realize that this is highly unusual for Vermont. The ski resorts are really struggling. I’ve heard that the maple syrup season is not going to be as good this year. Last night here was a news story about the poor snowshoe rabbit who turns white each winter and with the lack of snow now thinks it’s camouflaged but sticks out like a sore thumb for predators to swoop in and feast on.
This week, things have begun to change. Apparently, we are finally getting the weather we should have had in November or December. Since Sunday we have gotten snow each day and the temperature continues to plummet. The news says we will be lucky to reach 0 degrees this weekend with lows between -20 and -10 degrees. The predictions I have seen are slightly better for the highs but it’s supposed to be windy so the wind chill will drop that quite a bit. This is what my forecast looks like:
It finally looks like winter is supposed to look, at least this weekend does. Then, it’s expected to warm up again next week. This weekend is apparently just temporary, but it’s nice to see snow forecasted for each day. I’m sure I’m the only one (besides the ski resorts, ice fishermen, and maple sugar producers) who feels cheated by this mild Vermont winter. I still can’t convince my family that it’s just not that cold up here.
When I interviewed for my present job, they kept warning me about the harsh winters. When it snowed the first weekend after I moved, I thought, okay, I can handle this. It was so beautiful, and I got excited. We haven’t had but one other small snow since. I came up here hoping for cute college boys and snow. The cute college guys, I see all the time. One thing about Vermont, there is lots of eye candy up here. My three disappointments up here: 1) the days are short and I literally work from sun up to sundown; the weather is kind of gray; and it’s rained more than it’s snowed. Where’s my snow?
For those of you in New England and all points north who are going to say, “It’s coming, and you’ll be sick of it soon enough,” I know it is and I will be wishing for it to go away in another month or so, but I’m from the South. I’m from a climate that it’s rarely even cold enough to wear an ugly sweater to an Ugly Sweater Christmas Party. According to the weather forecast, I will fly back to Alabama next week and find thunderstorms and temperatures in the high 70s. For the past few weeks, we’ve barely gotten below freezing here in Vermont. While I may have frost on my windows in the morning, I haven’t even seen frost in a week or so. I’m told, so far, this is one of the warmest winters Vermont has had in many years. Several people have blamed it on me for bringing Alabama weather up north. Haha. One friend, who’s in northern Massachusetts, wrote me and said, “I think you brought your Alabama winter with you…..this sure isn’t typical for this time of year. Some of our flowering bushes are budding…this is not a good thing!!!!!” I know this isn’t typical. Where’s my snow?
I’ve never really seen snow in my life. We had a few times that it snowed in Alabama or Mississippi, when I lived there. I can count those on one hand. Even then, it was mostly ice storms not really much snow. I still get excited about snow. It snowed some yesterday morning, but none of it even stuck to the ground. In fact at one point it was snowing on one side of a building but not on the other. I watched it for a little while, but then it got so sparse that it was hard to see it out of my office window, so I went back to working. I’m looking forward to seeing everything blanketed in white. I know the novelty will wear off. It’s like in the movie White Christmas, they head to Vermont expecting a ski resort, but there is no snow. Granted, I won’t actually be up here for Christmas, and it might actually snow before I get back, but I’m still wondering: where’s my snow?