Day 220: Survive a Chicago winter
April 11, 2011 § Leave a comment
Today I emerged from my hole in Engelhart to 80 degree heat and, like a Spring-bound groundhog, did not see my shadow. Which means…
I”M ALIVE> I SURVIVED>
We made it through this miserable winter. The worst, I’ve heard, that Chicago had seen in at least 30 years. How lucky am I to have been here for such a memorable year? Some higher power with a very poor sense of humor must have said, “Well, he’ll only be here for winter once. Let’s show him what we’ve got.”
We can trace my transition from initial naivete to frozen stupor in some old posts:
- Day 93: Experience a Chicago snow – Look how cute and excited I was in this post. It was early December and I still thought snow was beautiful and fun.
- Day 151: Prep for a blizzard – Even here, right before the big blizzard hit, I still felt like we were on the brink of some new adventure. Boy was I stupid.
- Day 152: Weather the Great Chicago Blizzard 2011 So it began. Record snowfall, tornado-speed winds and a thunder storm, all at the same time. I went out for ketchup.
- Day 153: Experience two feet of snow And so started the slow decline of my spirits, as I learned that snow is really just the Devil’s dandruff.
But today I wore shorts. And even though there are severe thunderstorms a-brewin’ outside my window right now, and even though it is supposed to drop 30 degrees tomorrow, and even though snow – that satanic spawn – is by some mess of nature in the forecast for next weekend, I will declare winter officially over.
Because folks, I’m tired of the cold. So tired. So, so tired.