Thursday: Death by snowplow

Well, today was a day governed by snow. I usually get a ride into work on Thursdays, go to a meeting, get a ride into the other work location, go to a meeting, grab the car, and go back to the first site.

Ok, now that the back story is done, we between getting to the first meeting and leaving about 2 inches of snow fell (in 2 hours). Everyone was going really slowly and a ton more was predicted. I decided to just stay at the second location and camp out at a computer there (it's closer to home). Around 1:30 there's an announcement that work isn't canceled as it is supposed to stop at 3. At 2 I finshed some monatonous work and went to Ben's desk to borrow a dollar since my purse was back in the first place. I get to raid his christmas party leftover instead and eat way too much sugar. By 4 a ton of people have left. Ben and I decide to leave. I feel a bit funny about it because I'm kind of baby-sitting to hot orders, but the status was that they weren't going to be done until tomorrow anyway.

We brushed off cars, got wet socks, wondered about some green stuff in the snow under our car, picked up some extra antifreeze and got home behind slow traffic. Our road wasn't plowed yet. Ok, we decided to hurry up and shovel out a patch on the driveway so the car wouldn't get plowed in. (oh, the snow is 6-8 inches now and it is 5pm and hasn't stopped.) We get half a car patch and see a plow. Bother. It turned the other way. phew. We almost have a car sized area shoveled. It turned around. Hurry! Get to the car! Oh no, a plow the size of a large elephant is rapidly coming up the hill. It can't stop or it will lose momentum. Ben just got in the car. Oh, the car started. The plow is almost here. The car takes off, just in front of the plow. Phew. Quickly! Finish the car sized area! Here's the car! It pulls in. The snowplow comes the otherway down the hill. The car is safely in the driveway. Death by snowplow avoided.

Ok, keep shoveling. Maybe we should get a snowblower. Maybe we should have asked for one for Christmas. Well, at least it's good excersize. Amanda gets to the end of the driveway. She decides end of the driveway snow is meant to break people's spirits. Her arms feel funny. Ben's back hurts. If only they could trade, they'd have one good shoveling body. Ben does about 1/4 of the driveway while Amanda does the dumb end of the driveway. Amanda gets most of it done but Ben has to finish it. Its amazing how light the other snow is now. The snow stopped around 6pm. Amanda's back sweat made her cold. She turned on the electric blanket early to help warm her toes.

Amanda apologizes for the person switching in the middle of the talk, but she enjoyed it so that's all that matters.