My mailbox is full of snow, the snow plough just buried my car and wind gusts have essentially trapped me inside my house. In short, I do not think my new bed will be delivered today. But I do love me a good snow storm. I went outside three times today: first thing this morning to survey the night’s snow accumulation, this afternoon to start shovelling my porch… and at 5pm just before Brian got home so I could shovel a tunnel from our door to the road so he wouldn’t get a soaker on his way inside.
This was from my second trip outside… I quickly abandoned shovelling for a cup of coffee and an egg sandwich.