I enjoy winter sports, I don't mind shoveling snow, and I love the way drifts of white make the world outside my window beautiful. But one thing makes my winters miserable: driving a car on icy roads. In this part of the country, no one can stay home when the weather is bad, or else we would all have to quit our jobs and hibernate. The weather is bad way too often. So on a night like tonight, when a freezing rain is making the roads treacherous, most of us just reduce our speed and go where we have to go anyhow.
I hate winter driving worse than most people – I get tense any time the roads aren’t perfectly dry. Partly this is because of a car accident I was in years ago, slamming into a guard rail after spinning out on black ice, but partly it is just my cautious nature. I have to force myself to go places in the winter. I am very quick to cancel and stay home if the weather is bad. Since I am an extrovert, staying home in the winter months contributes to my blue moods.
After being in a sulky, introspective mood all day today, I forced myself to go to my belly dancing class tonight, even though the roads were slick. I knew that music and dancing would change my mood. On the way, I congratulated myself for not being a wimp and staying home. As I pulled into the parking lot, I thought to myself that although I was tense from driving, an hour and a half of dancing would loosen me up.
I walked into the building, feeling relieved to be out from behind the wheel of the car there and hoping the salt trucks would get to the roads while I was dancing. The woman at the desk took a look at my outfit and said, "Sorry. Belly dancing class is cancelled tonight."
I just stared at her, disbelieving. She added, in explanation, in case I hadn't noticed, "The roads are bad."