Derry, New Hampshire — Waking up yesterday morning it seemed like a typical winter day, freezing cold of course, but nothing more. Until I turned on the news. After seeing over a dozen school closings I decided to walk over to the window and take a look at the damage. To my astonishment I saw nothing. This instill a sense of dread of what was about to come later on. On my way to work was when I first realized the amount of ice that had accumulated in the parking lot. You were better off on an ice skating rink with skates than walking across it with shoes.
A drive that normally takes me under five minutes took close to half an hour. After walking into work and not seeing a single customer, I knew we were in store for something big. Within minutes of getting settled at work, I look outside to see “rain”. But this rain is sheets and sheets of ice falling from the sky in an almost picturesque way. Within half an hour the parking lot has at least 2 inches of icy slush that is freezing at a ridiculously alarming rate.
Customers begin to trickle through the pharmacy all trying to pick up their medications as quickly as possible before heading back to the road and the disaster that awaited before they could arrive home. Each and every customer warning us about the condition outside and each brining in their unique story and beliefs about how much worse the storm was going to become. The one thing that they all had in common was their advice for us to close the pharmacy and return home. After telling them that we close to ten o’clock that night, they responded do you sell sleeping bags because you are going to have a long night. They believed there was no way we were going to make it home. The slushy mix was freezing quick.
With an ongoing sense of dread I left the warm entrance way of my work and walked out into the parking lot. The storm had not been exaggerated at all. Walking to my car was more like sliding my way to my car holding onto everything I could. Finally after reaching my car I faced another challenge. The doors were iced shut. Finally after kicking my way through the ice I was finally able to enter my car. Driving is the tricky part, you have no control over your car. Abandoning how I normally drive home I decided it would be the best to go a much longer route. Hills and ice are not a good combination. After going past two accidents and at least a dozen spin outs, I thought I was in the clear and home bound. Then to my horror as I was rounding a corner, I saw that a small stream’s water had overflowed into the street and froze. Making a hazardous patch of road that was completely covered in ice. Barely managing to keep control of my car I maneuvered my way across the ice.
Finally arriving at my apartment I slid into my parking space and made my way across the icy parking lot and safely into my apartment building. Just being thankful that I was home and that everything turned out ok and to my relief my power was still on. All in all an exhausting day and another tale of winter in New England.