I'm so glad I left work early. I left at 4:20PM and didn't get home until 5:10PM or something like that. I couldn't get up our street, the end was plowed in, so I parked up in the rich neighborhood where the snowplows just go round and round the same streets. Came home, warmed up (my shoes had gotten full of snow) and dressed more warmly, and then we set off again to get the van and the car down to a parking garage for the night. You don't need the blow by blow, but it was a struggle, and then a longish walk back from the parking garage - I'm sure you remember this sort of story from every major snowstorm chronicled in this journal.
I was thinking that in a perfect world I could just leave my car in the barn and wait until it stopped snowing before having to shovel the drive, and not have to go to work until I got it shoveled out. Eor's response to my complaint was, "What world was that? Even if you lived in the wilderness you'd still have to shovel your way to the woodpile and uncover the lambing pens."
Now I really should be clearing off my desk or doing something useful. All I've done since getting back home (probably two hours ago) has been have a cup of hot chocolate and read a couple of stories. I'm beat. And we have to get up at 5AM tomorrow to get the vehicles back out of hock, so I should be planning on getting to bed in like 40 minutes. Rice needs to be made for lunches tomorrow. *yawns prodigiously* Happy Valentine's Day, indeed.
At least the tree out front hasn't fallen down. The snow isn't sticking much, it's too cold, so it's not getting weighed down, but I hold out little hope for it's continued survival until spring. I may not have mentioned it, but at the beginning of the cold snap it developed several large cracks - I guess its sap had not had a chance to withdraw, and it had frozen. The tree seems almost to be breaking into three pieces, and I'm thinking I should call the City and ask them to send someone to take a look and decide whether it should just be taken down before it falls and crushes someone's car or the front of the house across the street. I'm very sad about this, I adore that tree. :(