Midget in the Snow!

Yes, two blogs in one day.  Count yourselves amongst the lucky and the loved.  No, really.

I'm not a total dingbat.  I did not drive this morning.  Instead, I took a two hour trip on metro to get to work.  Yes, an hour turned into two.  Can we say - ridiculous?

And that doesn't count me having to walk... yes, walk... a half mile.  Seemingly simple, yes?  No. 

Bethesda doesn't understand that people not only need to walk on their sidewalks, but cross the street as well.  My first obstacle came when I had to cross a rather large street to get to coffee.  There was a small break on my side, a tiny walk-thru in the middle and then... slush on the other side.  I started off well, got my heiny nice and wet in the middle (cause it didn't quite fit...) and my boots and pants soaked on the other side.  This was all thrilling to say the least.

Obstacle two consists of me having to walk down a thin strip opened up on the sidewalk... a strip of ice, but an open strip none-the-less.  When I realized, either I go or the person at the other end goes, too bad we had both committed to going before realizing this small problem.  Was he a gentleman and step aside into the snow?  NOPE.  What is wrong with people these days?  So who went into the knee high snow?  That's right.  Yours truly.

And then... obstacle three.  I gear up to cross a small side street when I notice... the snow mound is as tall as my waist!  With no pass through spot!  So I hoof it a bit up the street (and I mean, up), but it's not so much hoofting as skating as it was pure ice all the way up.  I cross and walk back down, except... there's still no spot to cross through to get to the sidewalk!  The snow is up to my thighs, yes, shorty me.  Lo and behold, I spy footprints through the snow.  So off I go.  Into footprint one.

And literally having to a leg lift as high as I've ever done to get my other foot into the next print and on and on.  One foot after the other, having to do leg lifts like nobody's business.  I bet I looked realllll lovely, concentrating, probably sticking my tongue out while doing so, trying to get one leg out of the snow and back into the snow in front of me.  I made progress... just verrrrrrry slowly.

So, essentially, vertically challenged me got buried in the snow.

Thrilling I tell you, thrilling.