On Friday, we got the tiniest bit of snow; about an inch. To get to an appointment I had to drive up a tiny hill. Actually, it was more of a slight incline than a hill. My truck could just not get up this thing. Cars passed me as I slid this way and that way, all over the road. After some seemingly etermal minutes, and lots of wheel spinning, I made it up. It was amazing for how much effort it took.
After three weeks of vacation, I go back to school tomorrow. I wonder what the odds are of getting a giant snowstorm tonight.