Is it really necessary?

The question is really open-ended. “It”? What exactly is “it”?

Snow

Is it necessary? In my opinion, there’s a resounding “hell no” answer to the question. I don’t ski – Never have and never will. I hate the cold – Always have, and always will. It isn’t beautiful – has never been and never will be.

It’s heavy and needs to be shoveled. I’ve been back in Montreal since the beginning of December, and I’ve shoveled probably a half dozen times.  

So, is this a blog about snow and how much I hate it? Not exactly. This post, yes. But it won’t always be about it. I basically intend for this blog to be about things that we likely can and can’t live without.

Personally, I’d gladly live without snow. I tried it. I had succeeded on so many levels, but failed on one; the ability to stay. My return to it was not by choice, but because all other options were exhausted. Now, I’m exhausted, and not by choice.

When it comes to snow, the only choice I want to have is whether I actually want to deal with it or not. Snow is fine, if it’s not around me. If I can drive to it without having to shovel it, then let it snow! But if my life is inconvenienced by it, it had better stay the hell away from me. Like Bruce Banner, “Don’t make me angry; you wouldn’t like me when I’m angry.”

And yes, snow makes me angry.

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