After a week of being cooped up in the house while it stormed and snowed and iced outside, I couldn’t stand it anymore and today I just HAD to get out. Problem is, our neighborhood is still essentially snowed in… or rather, slushed in, with the local hilly roads being rutty with wet, melting snow, making it really hard to drive a normal 2-wheel drive.
So, while Tom took the 4-wheel-drive truck to do some of his errands, I took my own two legs to do mine and I headed out to walk – or, as it turned out, trudge -- to the local store, about a mile away.
This is what I encountered:
Where is all that melting snow gonna go? The ground is completely saturated already!
Unfortunately, I no longer have any snow pants or boots because they were cut off me in the emergency room three years ago…
So I trudged to the store and back in these boots from Kristin (remember THAT great story?!).
Dumb move! By the time I got home with a backpack full of groceries, not only were the boots completely soaked, but my socks and feet were drenched as well.
Tom arrived home from his errands just as I arrived home, took one look at my boots and pants (which were soaking wet up to my knees) and insisted on taking me to REI to get “real winter boots.” I told him that boots on clearance at Target are fine with me, but noooooo….
So bring on the next snowstorm, dudes. My feet will be dry and warm! (And hey -- bring on some summer hiking in the Cascades and Olympics, too! I am ready now!)