Where are my snowshoes when I need them?
Feb. 8th, 2010 01:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thanateIt is sunny out, and the snow has been subsiding since yesterday, so I never got an official measurement of exactly how much we got, but the path through the front walk was hip-deep on me before counting the mountains of shoveled bits, so I'd say 30 inches is a conservative estimate. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
grauwulf got back safely yesterday evening from the hotel over the Woodly Park/Zoo metro station where he spent the weekend at a computer security con, and despite this being the longest time we'd spent apart since getting married (I had to put an extra quilt on the bed and surround myself with pillows to get to sleep) it's probably a good thing that he was parked in a garage for the entirety of the storm. One of our neighbors and I carved out street parking for him when he got back, and thus we have one vehicle that's not buried at the end of fifty yards or so of unplowed alleyway. Rumor has it that our street is the only one that got cleared at all because someone who works for the county lives part-way down the hill; it was too much for a snowplow, and they sent construction machinery through mid-day Saturday.
I just checked the storm watch for the one that's coming through tomorrow afternoon, and they've upped it from another six inches to "at least eight, likely more than ten" from Tuesday afternoon through Wednesday evening, so I don't know that I'll be seeing my car again any time soon. On the other hand, I can't see the aquarium being open to the public in all this, so the only reason I'd have to go out would be to return library books, and the library isn't open either. We have food, heat, and power, and thus far nothing else has cropped up outside the realm of "minor inconvenience." I shall build a wall of unread books to keep the verbhounds from gnawing my arm off, and work on placating the craft hounds.
grauwulf got back safely yesterday evening from the hotel over the Woodly Park/Zoo metro station where he spent the weekend at a computer security con, and despite this being the longest time we'd spent apart since getting married (I had to put an extra quilt on the bed and surround myself with pillows to get to sleep) it's probably a good thing that he was parked in a garage for the entirety of the storm. One of our neighbors and I carved out street parking for him when he got back, and thus we have one vehicle that's not buried at the end of fifty yards or so of unplowed alleyway. Rumor has it that our street is the only one that got cleared at all because someone who works for the county lives part-way down the hill; it was too much for a snowplow, and they sent construction machinery through mid-day Saturday. I just checked the storm watch for the one that's coming through tomorrow afternoon, and they've upped it from another six inches to "at least eight, likely more than ten" from Tuesday afternoon through Wednesday evening, so I don't know that I'll be seeing my car again any time soon. On the other hand, I can't see the aquarium being open to the public in all this, so the only reason I'd have to go out would be to return library books, and the library isn't open either. We have food, heat, and power, and thus far nothing else has cropped up outside the realm of "minor inconvenience." I shall build a wall of unread books to keep the verbhounds from gnawing my arm off, and work on placating the craft hounds.