Yesterday, I was so excited. I was anticipating the Storm of the Year. Every news broadcast warned to stock up, stay inside, and be safe. Two days of rain and snow and wind were headed our way.
And so we prepared.
We bought groceries and firelogs.
We wore flannel pajamas and made sure flashlights were nearby.
And we waited.
And woke up angry.
The storm never happened. We saw a few thick wet snowflakes that teased us for a few minutes, but after half an hour even the rain was milder.
The storm never happened.
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