We are on the road to home at the moment, which is incredibly snowy and treacherous to say the least. It is quite the winter wonderland, but when you’re stuck driving in it {or stuck being a passenger, as my case happens to be} it’s actually kind of the pits. WHERE ARE THE SNOWPLOWS? I can’t help but wonder, and other {irrational} thoughts such as, WHY does winter exist? and WHO ON EARTH EVEN LIKES SNOW?!??
More often than not when things are out of my control I say peaceful things like “everything happens for a reason” or “no worries, it’ll all turn out okay in the end”, but today’s drive is one of those situations where I’ve gone between wanting to cry and feeling like I’m going to throw up.
{I can be dramatic sometimes. I hope you knew.}
Luckily, it’s fairly easy for me to bring myself back to an at ease state, so I decided to take control of the situation and snap a few photos for the old Instagram, visit my Pinterest app, and listen to some Christmas tunes {the first of the season for me!}. Also, a dear diary entry nearly always does the trick. Already I feel a thousand times better.
And just look at this! Clear roads! God bless the snowplows and salt trucks and GOD BLESS NEW YORK!
2 hours to home! It will be a Happy Thanksgiving, indeed. :)
What a great picture. I’m impressed by the work of the snow ploughs. We’re not used to much snow in the UK and, when we do get some, everything seems to grind to a standstill. Happy Thanksgiving! x