On Weather

Growing up in Buffalo, I am accustomed to heavy snows in the winter and surprise storms. While Buffalo doesn't win the Golden Snowball (contrary to popular belief) it's safe to say that I am familiar with a foot or two of snow.

When I first moved to NYC, I expected the snow to be much less in the winter. While this year, we've barely had more than a few inches, the previous years saw storm after storm slam the city. I had more snow days in the first three years as a working adult than I did in my life as a student in Buffalo.

So I started to get suspicious. Was the snow following me? Probably.

This suspicion has been confirmed. Seattle weather knows I'm coming, and is letting me know what's up.

...sigh.