The Storm

Flash Fiction

The Storm

Sitting here in my favorite chair (where I can see out the back windows) all I see is snow and sun. We had a pretty powerful blizzard yesterday. It was bad enough that we already had a foot or more of snow on the ground. Many snowstorms have hit already this year, and almost all over weekends! This one started Sunday then went crazy all day Monday.

Fortunately, the big shots told everyone there would be no school, nor work either, for anyone beyond clean-up crews and ‘required to be there’ people. I assume that means the clean-up crews and the doctors… I doubt if grocery stores would be ‘required’. Groan… I shopped before the storm, but forgot the good things, candy, cookies… I was thinking like a regular person, food to eat if we lost power, non-cooking stuff… As if I ever cooked, sigh… My entire eating habits are foods that don’t need cooking, with the exception of warming some up in the microwave when I’m feeling fancy. I do have some good traits; however, cooking is not one of them.

The storm came with no qualms. It added well over a foot to the snow already out there. And also, add wicked wind! The back yard seemed at times to be blank white. The snow crazily coming down in all directions, and then horrendous wind gusts blowing it in circles, as if it didn’t know which way it was supposed to go. Fortunately, not directly at my window! (I never did get around to adding those storm windows. I might put that on my list now that I’ve survived this…)

Anyway, it’s now completely over, the sun is out. Clean up time. But it was certainly something that won’t easily be forgotten. Definitely not by me!