I didn't even make it to winter and I'm already complaining.
Rick gets off work at 3:15. He was on his way down to pick me up and then we were going home. I get off at 4:00. At 4:30 he called me to say that he was stuck on the hill in traffic. It was ugly. He finally got here at 5:15, only because he was able to reach a side road and get to my building that way.
So we head for home. Only to find out that both the north and south lanes of our major highway were completely closed. Trailer trucks caught halfway up hills, car accidents. Again, trying a back way home. We took a back road, but decided it wasn't too great to try to go over the mountain and tried the main road again.
Both lanes still closed. And there we sat. And sat. The snow was falling steadily and then it started to sleet. Lovely.
We finally made it to our turn-off and hit our back road; the only reason we made it to our road is because people got tired of waiting on the highway and turned out our road, too. We had just enough room behind a truck to hit our road and go home. Made it up the hill with no trouble. And got stuck in the driveway. At that point, we looked at each other and said, "Walk!" We gathered our gear, walked up the driveway, and opened the door to five furious cats whose suppers were very late. And a poor Beast who was crossing her hind legs because she had to pee that badly. It was 7:00. Who knew that it would take that long to drive 7.5 miles?
We ended up with about 11 inches of snow. Would have been more, but it had changed over to sleet and freezing rain. Then it changed back over to snow during the night.
I'm at work. Rick and I got up, shoveled the car out, and came on in. It's not even winter and I'm sick of winter.
Rick gets off work at 3:15. He was on his way down to pick me up and then we were going home. I get off at 4:00. At 4:30 he called me to say that he was stuck on the hill in traffic. It was ugly. He finally got here at 5:15, only because he was able to reach a side road and get to my building that way.
So we head for home. Only to find out that both the north and south lanes of our major highway were completely closed. Trailer trucks caught halfway up hills, car accidents. Again, trying a back way home. We took a back road, but decided it wasn't too great to try to go over the mountain and tried the main road again.
Both lanes still closed. And there we sat. And sat. The snow was falling steadily and then it started to sleet. Lovely.
We finally made it to our turn-off and hit our back road; the only reason we made it to our road is because people got tired of waiting on the highway and turned out our road, too. We had just enough room behind a truck to hit our road and go home. Made it up the hill with no trouble. And got stuck in the driveway. At that point, we looked at each other and said, "Walk!" We gathered our gear, walked up the driveway, and opened the door to five furious cats whose suppers were very late. And a poor Beast who was crossing her hind legs because she had to pee that badly. It was 7:00. Who knew that it would take that long to drive 7.5 miles?
We ended up with about 11 inches of snow. Would have been more, but it had changed over to sleet and freezing rain. Then it changed back over to snow during the night.
I'm at work. Rick and I got up, shoveled the car out, and came on in. It's not even winter and I'm sick of winter.