Too bad – one more day and It woulda been 5200!
Lovely little storm we had last night. (Named after our grand daughter who will be all of 7 in a few days!) Luckily it missed our local evening rush hour and our plow guys had everything in ship shape for the morning commute. 8 inches of winter wonder dispatched like dirty rinse water. (Is that a thing?) Heard it was much worse elsewhere, but they don’t have our road crews, so too bad for them.
That snow WAS a son-of-a-gun even for the snow blower though. Wet, heavy, it didn’t load up in the auger chute like lighter stuff does. Even in granny gear the snow would just lay there and not really enter the front auger dealie as fast (slow) as the snowblower was moving. So the excess snow would spill out the side, even after taking only 1/2 a bite instead of the full width. Ended up having to go back and clean up all the little stripes that got left behind. But it beat having to actually shovel.
Our Syracuse kids are in town tonight with their crew, coming in for miss Winter Storm Avery’s birthday celebration. So the spousal unit asks me if I could try to get home a little earlier than normal tonight. (Friday). I’m supposed to wrap up work at 5, but often, since I have to travel across the city to get from work to home, I will wait and not leave work till after 5:30. Gives traffic a change to clear out and makes my drive home less stressful. I cannot tolerate slow drivers in the left lane – especially when they have 50 or more car lengths free in front of them and they absolutely refuse to move over to let the train of 5, 10, 20 cars stacked up behind them through. I wait, and get a little extra work done and when I do leave, the traffic is considerable lighter, as are my spirits as I am driving. Better for everybody.
So. I was asked to get home a little earlier tonight. There was a little urgency in the request, along with the “time with the kids” thrown in too. (I get it, I’d like to spend more time with the kids too, but that’s not the point here) Here’s a mildly frustrating email exchange I had with the spousal unit this morning about when to get home. Boys in blue, girls in pink:
What time would you like me home tonight? I can try for 5, but I’ll need to get in a few hours of work stuff over the weekend. Sunday morning might be good for that.
Not a lot of help there. Pick a number between 1 and 10.
Get home when you can. It’s up to you.
Thanks for the suggestions. See you whenever.
I only asked you to see if you can get home earlier than 6-6:15.
Thought you’d like to get to the kids earlier than that and was asking for a target. Earlier than 6 I can do. Would you like me to try for 5?
And even when I DO get an answer, it’s like, meh. Personally, I think if I get home earlier it’ll rob her of the opportunity to pound a few cocktails before we head over to the local kids house. By cocktail I mean 22 oz mug of CC and Ginger Ale that’s about 1/3 ice, 1/3 CC and topped off with Ginger Ale. By getting home at 5 she’ll only have time for one. Maybe. I bet she tries for 2.
I’ll let you know come Monday. I have that day off. I’s the start of me burning off my vacation days before the end of the year. I will not have another 5 day work week until Jan 7 – 11, 2019. Really have to try and use more vacation time in the summer. Winter vacation days kinda suck.