As I look out my window and watch it rain instead of snow for what seems like the 100th time this winter, it’s hard to not feel a little sad. Maybe it seems worse than it really is because I’m comparing it to last year’s epically snowy winter instead of a “normal” winter. And maybe there’s still hope for one real snow storm this year before Spring makes its official appearance.
But maybe (probably) this winter will simply go down in history as the saddest winter in New England ever.
The winter in which my season pass to the local ski hill just barely paid for itself.
The winter in which Tim cut his hair before February was even over (a ritual that typically signifies the end of winter/ski season).
The winter in which I made this face nearly every time it precipitated:
The winter that forgot how to winter. (#fuckyouclimatechange)
Instead of sitting around being grumpy about the terrible condition of this season, I decided to look back through some snowy pictures and live vicariously through my past self. I’m not sure it actually helped (it didn’t; I’m still pretty bitter about our current non-winter), but it was still kind of fun…
(I had already shoveled my car out once before snapping this picture!)
Okay, okay… </pity party>
On the bright side, at least this was a good year to have a bad winter (for me, anyway…sorry to everyone else). I’ve been super busy most weekends doing things to get all of the required hours in for my yoga teacher training program, and while I still get a teeny bit jealous of Tim’s wintry adventures, I haven’t really missed out on any major trips so that’s a win (for me, again). I’ll just have to keep my fingers crossed and hope that next winter makes up for this one, and that I’ll have more free time to fully take advantage of it!
Darn, you’re making me feel bad there’s no snow!! I’ll go pray for ONE really nasty storm in March!! I’ve seen that happen 🙂
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