I haven't had a good irony in awhile. It's a shame really. I finally got one today.
Background info: The forecast for today called for cloudy skies, 40% chance of rain, possibly snow in higher terrain, highs 5-7.
I woke up this morning, prepared to go to the Valley. I thought, "You shouldn't go." I ignored it.
As I prepared to go I thought, "Pack an overnight bag." I ignored it.
I drove to the Valley in the rain with a little snow mix, but only in higher areas like...the airport?...Windsor?.... Oh well, I ignored it.
I sat through one class very happily. I sat through another and looked outside after it was all over. I was no longer happy.
It looked like a snowstorm, but I wouldn't believe it. Even when I walked outside in it, I didn't believe it. Even when I left town, got on the 101 and drove as far as I could before stopping and crashing at the home of a generous couple who gave me their card in case this ever happened. It was the only phone number I had on me, and I'm glad for it! The radio said there were three inches of snow on the highway in Mt. Uniacke, traffic was backed up from Halifax to Wolfville, and it wasn't supposed to stop for a bit. Then they said, "Turn around if you can. Some of these people don't have winter tires on."
The irony: My winter tire appointment is tomorrow morning so I have them on before the big storm that's coming this weekend.
