An ice storm is predicted to hit Atlanta sometime overnight -- already World War II-level preparations are under way. People were stocking up on groceries yesterday.
I've been through a few of these things since I've lived here -- I think the last severe one was January 2005. It's the one time when the phrase "Atlanta winter" isn't laugh-inducing -- my car was coated in solid ice, roads were a sheet. People can't drive in Atlanta on the best of days, and if the forecasts hold true, tomorrow's gonna be an adventure.
For a few days now, I've been joking about the possibility, and I realized something today: if the ice storm doesn't hit, I'm gonna be a little disappointed. That despite having to drive to work tomorrow.