We had a snow day today, and it was the third time this winter that a huge storm was predicted, school was closed, I canceled my tutoring kids-- only to have a few measly inches fall. As it happens, book club was tonight. The Husband didn't want me to go, but it's only a few miles away, and he said himself that the roads weren't too bad. And they weren't. But it was a nasty snow, wet and slushy and icy, and it was still falling the whole time I was at book club. When I got home at 10:30, I couldn't get the car up our 45-degree driveway. I slid backwards into the road once, and on the second attempt I slid sideways, getting my car wedged near the bottom.
Aaaaaagh.
The Husband had to get out of bed and spend 45 minutes helping me shovel and sand. He managed to get the car unstuck, but despite our efforts it still won't make it up the driveway. So now it's 11:30 and I'm waiting for the plow to come scrape all the slush off and sand the fuck out of it. And hoping my car doesn't get towed in the meantime, since we're not allowed to park on the road in winter.
This sucks. I'm ready for spring. Or failing that, a house that sits at street level.
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