Awoke this morning to a winter wonderland that has no end in in sight. Emilee was supposed to be at work at 8:00 AM. That ain’t happening. From the back door, we could no longer see any particular edge to the porch. No steps. Just drifts. Not sure what we’ll do for Perky!
The plows are hitting the road every few minutes, but it’s really not making a difference. The car and van are plowed into the driveway by at least three feet. On the sides of the driveway, the drifts are nearly up to the top of the wheel wells on the side of the van.
It takes a lot to hinder my adventurous spirit and keep me from at least trying to dig out and hit the road. There is something that drives me (no pun intended!) to conquer the road when everyone else says I shouldn’t be out and about. But not today. I’ll be inside; Emilee will stay home.
It continues to snow with a fury. This really is a historic storm. Snow, snow, and then more snow.
