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Monday, January 25, 2016
Jan. 25th, 2016 02:28 pmIt took me four hours to get to work this morning. I made it five minutes before my first class started, so it worked out. I missed office hours but it's early in the semester, it's not like students care. But this was just a stressful commute. I'm on the train back now and it came on time, so hopefully the commute back will be more normal.
New York City got the second highest snowfall since 1869 and we missed the record by .1 inch. But it didn't feel like a big snowstorm to me until today. We spend Saturday holed up at home watching the snow and listening to a really strong wind. It felt like a regular home day. We stocked up on groceries, I cooked. I read writing samples.
I spent a lot of this weekend cooking. On Saturday I made soup for Tanya and meatballs for her too (Not a total disaster this time! Yay!). Yesterday, I made bean and barley beef soup, and chicken plov (rice and chicken dish). Soup came out really well. I burned the plov a tiny bit but it was still good.
On Sunday, Bear went to dig out his car from the snow. He said the whole driver side was buried under all the snow. In the afternoon, we all went out so Tanya could really play in the snow for the first time - I showed her how to make snowballs which she adorably tried to do by just trying to lift some snow and throw it up. Bear went to check his car again and discovered that with the plows and everything, his car got buried a bit again. There is just so much snow that there are not a lot of places to put it. The main street is very clear but side streets, not so much.
My parents live in a sort of a cul-de-sac, so they were not dug out until today. Last week, my Dad took this Monday off since he has extra vacation days he needs to use. He wanted to hang out with Tanya since my Mom had to come babysit. Well, yesterday afternoon my Mom called all upset since they weren't dug out yet and there was no way for her to make it to me on Monday morning. Bear basically just took a day off today from work, since he has personal days. Semester just started and I really can't just cancel a class. Well, I can but those are reserved for big emergencies.
Which leads me to this morning's commute. First the subway was five minutes late and went slower than usual. Which meant that I missed my train by two minutes. The next train, seventeen minutes later, just never showed up, with no annoucements. I got on the next train with left another 13 minutes later by the schedule but in really started off even later. And then it went slowly. So I got to my destination an hour later than usual. And then the uni bus took its sweet time to arrive and moved slowly. There was a lot of snow. Good thing I wore my snow boots. So four hour morning commute. This is the first snow storm of the winter and I'm already over it.
I grew up with lots of snow. I loved sledding and cross country skiing. But not a lot of people had cars when I was a kid and I think that makes a lot of difference. I remember a lot of snow as a kid but it wasn't such a tragedy.
At least all my students made it to class and we had a good class, I think.
New York City got the second highest snowfall since 1869 and we missed the record by .1 inch. But it didn't feel like a big snowstorm to me until today. We spend Saturday holed up at home watching the snow and listening to a really strong wind. It felt like a regular home day. We stocked up on groceries, I cooked. I read writing samples.
I spent a lot of this weekend cooking. On Saturday I made soup for Tanya and meatballs for her too (Not a total disaster this time! Yay!). Yesterday, I made bean and barley beef soup, and chicken plov (rice and chicken dish). Soup came out really well. I burned the plov a tiny bit but it was still good.
On Sunday, Bear went to dig out his car from the snow. He said the whole driver side was buried under all the snow. In the afternoon, we all went out so Tanya could really play in the snow for the first time - I showed her how to make snowballs which she adorably tried to do by just trying to lift some snow and throw it up. Bear went to check his car again and discovered that with the plows and everything, his car got buried a bit again. There is just so much snow that there are not a lot of places to put it. The main street is very clear but side streets, not so much.
My parents live in a sort of a cul-de-sac, so they were not dug out until today. Last week, my Dad took this Monday off since he has extra vacation days he needs to use. He wanted to hang out with Tanya since my Mom had to come babysit. Well, yesterday afternoon my Mom called all upset since they weren't dug out yet and there was no way for her to make it to me on Monday morning. Bear basically just took a day off today from work, since he has personal days. Semester just started and I really can't just cancel a class. Well, I can but those are reserved for big emergencies.
Which leads me to this morning's commute. First the subway was five minutes late and went slower than usual. Which meant that I missed my train by two minutes. The next train, seventeen minutes later, just never showed up, with no annoucements. I got on the next train with left another 13 minutes later by the schedule but in really started off even later. And then it went slowly. So I got to my destination an hour later than usual. And then the uni bus took its sweet time to arrive and moved slowly. There was a lot of snow. Good thing I wore my snow boots. So four hour morning commute. This is the first snow storm of the winter and I'm already over it.
I grew up with lots of snow. I loved sledding and cross country skiing. But not a lot of people had cars when I was a kid and I think that makes a lot of difference. I remember a lot of snow as a kid but it wasn't such a tragedy.
At least all my students made it to class and we had a good class, I think.