360°We had a huge amount of snowfall this weekend. Had about 10cm (4in for non metric users) and the city along with its neighbouring places had as much as 40cm (15in). There are two stories related here... and I'll start off with yesterday.
I stared at the window from my driveway and kept asking myself how I am going to shovel the damn snow. It looked gorgeously white, the North wind continuously blowing, and it was almost watching snow scenes from a movie. When I worried about shoveling last year, I raised my staff (shovel), closed my eyes, and waited for the Red Sea (white snow) to part. A voice came from behind me who was my then neighbour holding his own shovel.
As I continued staring yesterday, I heard a rapping tap on my door. I have new neighbours downstairs. Missionaries from Fiji. Whatever their mission is, I don't really know, but they wanted to know if I have a shovel.
See, we do get heard.
Earlier today, I had to drive to the city. The highways have been cleared but there are still snow drifts here and there, and the wind hasn't relented. I like going through the back part of the highway and not #1 just because, well, no cops. A quarter part of the highway, driving with my music on, my rear end started swerving. Ahhh... ice. Slowed down. And it passed. So vroom vroom faerie goes again. Midway, it started its rear swerving again. Very slight, almost unnoticeable when you're singing. Slowed down... but this time, the swerving became wider. Slowed down some more, yet the swerving kept getting stronger and literally, my rear end was from the edge of the highway swaying towards the middle. I knew what was coming. But the question is, how the friggin hell do I stop it from happening?!
I don't know really. I wasn't born here and snow is mere postcards for faerie many moons ago. I slowed, I swerved, and on its last hurrah, the last note with my blaring music... my vehicle turned a complete 360° across the highway... all the way to the ditch. Piles of snow ransacked my vehicle and I stopped spinning. I know it was a 360 since I'm facing the same way I was headed. And the first thing that came into my mind is to call - call where I'm going to and tell them I'd be late. Then I got distracted by my wipers, all swishing left and right, my signal lights bl
Two Good Samaritans stopped and the last one, a Mike, offered to drive my vehicle out of the ditch. Let it be known that I tried. Reverse, drive, reverse, drive... and I could almost reach the highway and come to a standstill. He did the same, and got the same results. So he drove further out and back at higher speed and would almost make it to the top... and there faerie was, holding her phone jumping up and down. He didn't make it and I was crushed.
He came out from my vehicle and told me to hop in because we could drive through the ditch over the next intersection where going up wouldn't be so steep... y'know, where they usually put up signs. And vroom vroom we go, getting nearer to that intersection... and voila... we made it!
I wanted to cry. Really I do. But I'm all shaken up, my nerves are wired up, and I wasn't certain what to do or react. After all the thank you's, he only said to 'pay it forward'.
Well... faerie wouldn't actually shovel someone else' driveway; I have a hard time doing mine! I surely can't drive any car that gets stuck and might end up burying them even more. But pay it forward, he says...
Heading back home, I stopped at Tim's where the drive thru is ever sooo long and so I went inside. A homeless man called my attention asking for coffee. I think he's homeless; maybe a bum. It doesn't really matter. What matters is to pay it forward. So I got him a cup of coffee and a bagel to go with it. Abruptly he thanked me and went inside the coffee shop. Sipped his coffee and gobbled a bite off the bagel, and found himself a seat. Guess he was really cold. And hungry.
Now I sit with ringing in my ears. People have been telling me that sometimes the effects can manifest itself after a few hours, or after a few days. I hear voices often enough... so I guess the ringing isn't as bad. Think it's a reminder for me that paying forward comes back to 360°.
And now back to work... =)
Sylphy 41-45, F 8 Responses 15 Nov 12, 2012