I have to say this for the current state of meteorology: they called this week's storm pretty much down to the hour. We'd been warned all week that a blizzard was coming on Thursday morning, so I made a special point of stocking up on groceries before my evening meeting on Wednesday.
When I first woke up to take the dog out on Thursday at 6:30 a.m., it was only misting lightly. I went back to bed for an hour and woke to find that it was snowing like mad.
I'd already planned to work from home and our CEO sent an email that advised not to come into the office unless you were within walking distance. The snow kept coming down for most of the day until there was about a foot of it at our house.
This guy tried and failed to drive up our unplowed street. He ended up making it another ten or fifteen feet further and his vehicle is currently stuck in our yard. (I might want to shovel out the gas meter just to make it more visible. Seeing it mostly buried there makes me nervous.)
This how our invisible driveway looked last night before I went to bed. We won't be able to leave until someone comes with a plow blade. The driveway is just too long, wide and slanted to shovel by hand. I've done it in the past (to get out at Christmas, for example), but the incentive is not there right now.
Last night I cooked a turkey breast, resulting in an abbreviated version of a Thanksgiving dinner. Tonight I'll make a turkey pot pie with some of the leftovers. I've been having my usual health shakes for breakfast and so far I'm still not burned out on sandwiches and chips for lunch.
The main problem with the snow is that Toby doesn't want it to touch him. That makes his bathroom breaks an ordeal for us both. Let's just say I did some floor cleaning yesterday. Today he was willing to give the outdoors its due on his first trip out, so I'm hoping that continues.
On today's schedule: work as much as possible (I have an article to write), shovel the front sidewalk, wash the pots and pans from yesterday's cooking extravaganza, and think of something to make for tonight's dessert that carefully shepherds my remaining egg supply (when I got home from the store, the bag with the eggs in it fell off the counter and six of the dozen broke).
I don't know when our street and driveway will be plowed, but we have more than enough food to get through the weekend. However, it won't be long before cabin fever sets in, so it would be nice to have the option of getting out sooner rather than later. I guess we'll see how it goes!
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