The Snow of the Century!

Weather forecasters here are whipping themselves up into a frenzy over the stom that's supposed to hit most of the East Coast today. On Wednesday they were predicting a sunny, chilly weekend, which we thought would be perfect for the open house we're supposed to be having tomorrow. By Thursday that prediction had turned into a possible 6-10 inches of snow between Saturday and Sunday. Then, last night I heard one forecaster mention the possiblity of getting over a foot of snow, and our realtor called to let us know that she was cancelling the open house since no one was going to want to come out in a storm. Excuse me while I go roll my eyes.

Now, maybe I'm a little skeptical that we're actually getting a big storm because I learned how to drive in a state where 6-10 inches of snow is nothing unusual, and maybe it's because I haven't bought into the D.C. philosophy that even a light dusting of snow means that the world might be coming to an end, so you'd better go to the grocery store and buy all the milk and toilet paper you can get your hands on. It could also be because weather forecasters here are notorious for exaggerating how bad a snowstorm is going to be. Last winter their predictions for snow led to several snow days for local school districts where it was sunny and perfectly dry. Suffice it to say, I'm not holding my breath for the storm of the century, and if we get more than 5 inches I'll eat my new hat.

I am, however, really looking forward to the day when an open house of ours actually happens, since we're 2 for 2 at this point.

In other housing-related news, the guy who was thinking about making an offer last weekend is still thinking about it. Apparently he's going to watch how other homes in his current neighborhood are selling before moving himself. This actually doesn't bother me at all, since he's still out there, still interested in our place, and we're really in no hurry to move.