It's (usually) more complicated than that.
(by chris the cynic)
For those of you on a calendar where this is the first day of the new year. For otherwise: Happy arbitrary division of time.
Even though much went wrong yesterday and both I and people I love exist in a constant state of financial uncertainty/distress, I think this is going to be a good year for me. I hope it will for everyone else too.
I second your hopes. These last two weeks have felt much more like a boundary than the end of the year usually does to me.
Yaaaay open thread! (Because I have STUFF. Ish.)
First I slid off the road in the snow on the way to my grandma’s old house, and had to call the road service people to get towed back on. (Kids were in the car, but we were nearly in sight of the destination, so we just walked there and my mom watched them.)
Then I left the kids with my parents and went to pick up Chris the Cynic for what was supposed to be Pleasant Holiday Vacation Togetherness… And there was some of that. I got to stay over because ice and snow, and there was breakfast at IHOP involving steak and crepes full of sweet cream cheese with fruit on top and such. And the whole long round trip from NE Vermont to coastal Maine and back with without serious incident. (And how awesome is it to have someone you feel comfortable calling to say, “I was thinking about princesses, so I apparently missed the highway exit and almost drove to Canada before I noticed, so my ETA is different and also maybe there’s not enough money for gas and/or tolls?” So. Awesome.)
But! Apparently “without serious incident” didn’t equate to “without significant stress on the vehicle in question.” Later there was sledding with children on a Really Big Hill that was OMG So Fast. After which we tried to stop at the store but whoops a tire exploded. (Call to the roadside assistance folks Part II. As well as begging at the doorstep of a nice old lady who let me use her phone in the Land Beyond Cell Reception and also knew my grandmother because everyone did.)
But the real ordeal was the drive home, for which the spare tire seemed like it was totally game if driven really slowly, but then changed its mind.
So I must offer a million and seven thanks to Chris for all the help with children who were going stir crazy to the point where they got kicked out of a gas station convenience store.
And a million and two thanks to my ex, who drove a very long way on very short notice and sleep and food and crammed us all in the tiny car along with some luggage.
Also my parents and the various tow and repair and phone answering people, and the nice lady at the food counter who offered to have her husband take total strangers to Walmart to get a tire, and all the locals who stopped and offered help with the exploded tire.
Oh, and Hermes and Skadi and Holde and the Disir and various other deities/spirits/ancestors, since I’m just going to assume that without their assistance we would have been much worse off. But maybe we’ll make better offerings next time…
Yikes. Glad you’re OK.
And yes, we are all ok. There’s a big snowstorm in New England and school is cancelled for two days and life in general is grinding to a halt.
And I walked home through snowstorm and coldness (it was 2 F when I got home) only to discover that my furnace had decided to stop working so the house was only 38 F and meaning warm shower I had been looking forward to was a no-go.
But furnace guy came by and house is slowly heating up and I just had warm shower.
And about an hour and a half ago I ran off the road in the snow. I’m fine, car’s fine, car’s even out of the ditch because Dad brought a snow shovel and a bag of rock salt when he and Mom came to fish me out, but do I ever not want to do that again.
Yeah, it sucks. Glad you’re ok.
(I had cinders when I did it. I thought I had a shovel, but I’d forgotten it. And the flashlight. Argh. But they didn’t do any good, because I was too far off the level road surface toward the field. It had to be dragged back with a winch.)
Yikes! I’m glad everyone is safe. I had an experience with my whole car shutting down a couple of years ago, but thankfully it was in the fall and didn’t involve snow.
Sympathies to elliemurasaki. Closest I’ve come to that was a long skid downhill in snow, which ended when my car ran into a Land Rover. Fortunately I’d been able to keep things fairly slow (if not entirely controlled), so there wasn’t any damage, but it was Not Fun.
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