Winter officially doesn’t start for a month but waking up to a layer of frost and having to warm up the car before I go out says otherwise. Driving has already started to make me feel anxious and the calls from my own personal road advisory, my in-laws, have begun.
“Drive careful dear, there’s a layer of snow on the major highway today.”
“How do you even know that? You live on the other side of the country.”
Stupid question. The Weather Channel.
There must be some sort of subliminal message on that station that only senior brains can hear.
“I know you have nowhere to go but it’s up to you to advise others of warnings, storm watches and road conditions. This is your new purpose.”
It is the only thing that can explain the fact that seniors will spend hours watching that channel. With our ageing population, I would say it’s more our national broadcaster than the CBC.
I must admit that knowing what to expect is helpful although I find that it raises my stress levels before I even go out the door. I never used to let the weather dictate my plans but that’s definitely changed. I used to be like my kids who have no fear of impending snow storms.
“Mom, I’m going to the big city for a party tonight.”
“I don’t think you should go. The Weather Channel says that the roads that way are really bad.”
Oh no, it’s got me now too!