Last Sunday, I went to bed with nary a snowflake in sight.
At 4:30am Monday morning, the text came in – our office was closed! Which prompted me dragging myself out of bed and canceling appointments.
Meanwhile, I looked outside, and it didn’t look particularly bad.
Little did I know that they hadn’t plowed the main highways, so while our plow guy for the village had gone around and plowed, no one could leave town!
So I went back to bed, and when I got up with my husband, we tromped outside to shovel.
And shovel.
And shovel.
It came in at about 11 inches of snow, and I am SORELY out of shape. It was light and fluffy though so that wasn’t too bad. I just kept taking breaks to let my lungs recover until I felt the familiar twinge of my herniated disc.
Done. Do not pass go; do not collect $200. I do NOT want to deal with that again.
Then we drove over to my parents’ to help them shovel – this was around noon, and the roads were finally clearing.
We arrived in time to see a hardware store truck taking my dad’s old snow blower away, and he had a new one! Good bye, orange monstrosity. You have served my family well for the last 40 years.
No kidding.
40 years.
Here’s to hoping the new one lasts as long! *smile*
Did this snow storm hit you? How bad was it? Did you get a snow day too? Inquiring minds want to know!
