Several times every winter, I go through a little mental exercise — which would I rather suffer through, very cold weather and no snow, or lots of snow but mild temperatures.
After the last couple of days, guess which way I’m leaning.
Bring on the cold, baby, but keep the damn snow to yourself.
I just spent about 45 backbreaking minutes trying to get my walks and driveway passable. If it weren’t so crippling and potentially heart-attack inducing, I’d say it was good exercise. But if it was just cold, I’d be comfortably sitting in the house, complaining about how cold it is.
So cold wins… until the next deep freeze.
Snow is hell, particularly in Edmonton, where snow removal seems to be a perennial issue. You’d think we’d know how to handle snow, but no. Seems we can’t even figure out how much has fallen. The Edmonton Sun today actually said “5 cm of the white stuff” (yes, they said ‘the white stuff’) had paralyzed the city. Now, I’m not an expert on the metric system, but I’m pretty sure we had at least 5 cm by noon yesterday. So, I went to the Environment Canada website, which told me that we had 1 mm of snow. Yes, millimeter, which is the way they measure rain. If Environment Canada doesn’t know, then I guess the Sun can be forgiven for guessing at 5 cm. I read elsewhere it was 12 cm, so it appears measuring snow is a ‘take a wild stab at’ it science.
Whatever it was, Edmonton, as always, seems to be having a hell of a time moving it off the roads. The city has 150 private snow removal pieces of equipment on standby for this kind of eventually, but only 100 responded. So what happened to the other 50? There are two options:
a) it was too snowy and cold for them to go out, or;
b) they had other, better paying jobs.
If the answer is a), the city should never hire them again. If the answer is b) the city should dig a little deeper, or make them sign agreement that city jobs will come first. Maybe one of our city councillors will look into this (hint, hint).
Whatever, folks, remember one thing about snow: it goes away. Eventually. It may be months and months from now, but it will be gone. And we’ll get the last laugh.
In the meantime, enjoy hell. Sorr, that should be ‘enjoy winter’.