Stop with the freaking wind already!!

For at least the last 48 hours, we have had a consistent 20-25 mph wind banging the back of our house - which faces south. Behind us is a large-ish cornfield, which of course, being winter is flat, desolate land, and not any sort of barrier to wind. Oh, did I mention the gusts up to 40 mph?

I don’t mind cold - well cold above the pain level at least.

I don’t mind snow, except for the part where I get up at 3 AM on schooldays.

Rain doesn’t bother me, I rather like it in fact.

Heat? LOVE the heat.

But wind? Me and wind have never gotten along. I ran track and cross country in high school, which means half of every lap I ran was usually into the wind. And on a 3 mile course? Whole half miles at a time into the spring midwest winds. I ride my bike a lot. I always plan my ride so the first half is mostly IN to the wind, and come home with it on my back.

Wind blows off shingles. It makes my siding shiver. It blows the empty garbage cans over and sends them tumbling down the street, and leaves my neighbor’s pizza boxes into my yard.

If it’s cold, wind creates the inevitable “wind chill factor”.

If it rains, wind…well wind makes that suck too.

If it snows, you get snow drifts. Unexpected piles of deep snow on roads that have been otherwise cleaned off. It also makes it almost impossible to shovel (or snow blow) fresh snow away because wherever you put the snow it blows back at you because wind acts differently when it senses snow - it observes where you want the snow and reverses direction to whip it right back at you.

On those old navigational maps with the bearded old guy blowing the trade winds? That old guy is the devil. Because he makes wind.
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Ha! Get it, “makes wind”? I kill me.**

So yes, we have wind. I have another night of sleeping with my bedroom windows (remember, the ones facing south? The same south from which this wind comes?) making ghost noises. (Thank you Ambien)

Another night wondering if I’m going to see a mean lady on a bike with the dog in the basket fly past my window.

Accuweather says we have this wind at least through tomorrow night.

And the best part? (I mean “best” in a totally facetious manner)

The best part is that tonight it will keep raining, and the temperature will rapidly drop, creating… Anyone? Ice. It creates ice. Which will be on the roads in the morning just about the time we need to call off school or not. I suspect not, perhaps a delay, but if we cancel, and the ice is gone at 9 AM, everyone says we overreacted.

So, at 3 - 3:30 AM, I get up, check the weather, see if roads are FUBAR, and of they are, go take a ride to see just how FUBAR they are. Presumably, if I slide off the road and die, they might delay school.

Yeah, I hate the wind.

Think how we pilots feel.

Yeah, ice makes me sweat when flying. About the same as when the fan up front quits. I’ll take thunderstorms anytime.

Don’t even start with me on the fucking wind – unless you have also lived in North Dakota.:wink:

I like cold. I** like **snow. No really, I do. I’m a little crazy, but I’m okay with that – I love winter. But wind?

Well, now that you mention it, wind sucks.

It’s -17F here right now. With a minus 52F windchill. Wind speed of 20, with gusts up to 40 mph, but I think they average it out for the chill factor.

I could do without wind.

I am so with you, MBG. . . except for that bad joke in the middle. Well, what can I say about that?! :stuck_out_tongue:

I’m so grateful that you wrote this OP today. The wind blowing here is making all kinds of noises and it’s freaking me out! First, I’m glad I’m not the only one and that maybe some of those noises are explainable by what you mentioned. But man, I am not happy about this wind.

Please make it stop! :frowning:

Hello, I live in Blacksburg, the windiest city on Earth. Yes, I have been to Chicago, and it was, at most, as windy, some of the time.

I used to be a technician for a cable company. There is no worse feeling to me than that of standing on a telephone pole in 60 MPH wind gusts. I already don’t like heights, and the wind always made my job much, much worse.

I worked at 16-25 feet. I can’t even imagine how it feels to be a linesman, working way up at 45-50 feet or even higher.

I Hear ya Mr Bus Guy, I live on the Alberta Prairies, yesterday morning I woke up to -57 with the windchill. Right now it’s a balmy -40. I like winter, I like snow. Wind sucks.

Oh, and yes, the roads sucked this morning. See, it managed to snow about 1/4 inch just as it was dropping below freezing last night. Leaving a kind of an icy/glaze crust on the roads that covered a solid sheet of ice.

And it’s 9 degrees out, so it’s salt-proof.

I am in the minority, I like wind. Not winter wind mind you, not the winter wind that blew at a constant 40mph across our 18th floor balcony yesterday making it sound like there was a harrier jet hovering and attempting to land on said balcony. Not the wind that brought the balmy 50 degree day that was yesterday to the bone chilling -6F that was this morning. No sir, that wind can kiss the fattest part of my ass.

It kinda sucked being in a deer stand, which the wind had turned into a giant metronome.

I had to run outside last night in the 1F cold to shut the outside basement door that had opened in the wind that was blowing hard. I wish somebody would take a little care to make sure the latch is set. Brrrrr.

I’ve been psyching up for my run to the mailbox. If I didn’t anticipate a christmas card or two in there, I’d leave it for a while.