Really? This can stop any time.

Normally, in any given year, my area will get one, maybe two big winter storms. Even so, those are more often ice than snow, and they aren’t that big. The largest accumulation I’d seen (aside from my visit to the Rockies) was the nearly 36 inches we got in the Blizzard of ‘96 in DC. That was a lot of snow. But here – um… maybe a foot or so? And that’s it. No more. Oh, alright, maybe a dusting.

This year? About 18 inches of snow. Followed by nearly 2 feet of snow. Followed by another 8 inches or so. And another 3 inches. And some ice. And, just to keep things fun, some sleet.

That’s over 4 feet of snow. In Central Virginia. Not in the Shenandoah Valley. Not in the mountains. In the middle of Virginia. Not counting the ice and sleet.

Yeah. I’m ready for some not-snow. Maybe my kid can go to school for more than one day in a week. Crazy, I know.

But I can dream, right?