The last of the massive amounts of snow and ice had melted from my yard. Every last poo package that Molly left in the yard over the winter, previously buried in snow, had been cleaned up. It truly looked like spring. I was even sweating as I finished up the last of the yard clean up.
Feeling especially giddy I even brought my patio furniture out to the backyard. I knew it was early. I even knew it would get cold again. I checked the extended forecast and saw mostly 40s with a cold day here or there. No snow. I brought my chairs and couch up from the basement and gave them a good wipe down. I laid the cushions on the furniture. I added the pillows. I even set my solar powered owl on the outdoor table. Then I sat outside on my patio furniture and soaked up some rays. It was glorious.
Later that evening Todd asked me if I had heard of the impending snow storm. I had not. I checked the weather forecast and again did not see any snow predicted. Maybe a slight chance of a flurry but then temps in the 50s again. No problem.
The weathermen were wrong. Late last night they predicted an inch or two. I was not happy.
I am even less happy today. The weathermen were wrong again.
We have about 8 inches of snow and it hasn't stopped snowing yet.
I am not happy.
This really is my fault. Though I knew better I went and set my patio furniture outside anyway. I know it is still winter. This is Wisconsin. I don't know what I was thinking. I jinxed us. I apologize.
This morning I shoveled off the back patio and a half an hour later you couldn't even tell I had shoveled.
The owl I had set outside seemed to glare at me as the snow kept piling up. The snow is still falling. I shoveled my mother's house this morning but I realize I will have to go back again whenever this craziness stops.