Blizzard of Aught Six

Yesterday the snow started early and I drove into work in the beginning of the blizzard. After an hour or so at work, the powers that be closed the office and I started driving home.

Mostly it was slow going, deep snow and cautious drivers. About a quarter mile from Federal on eastbound 120th, everything slowed even further to a creeping crawl. Everyone wanted to keep going, once in motion stay in motion. I finally got to the intersection and drove through to the other side of Federal. I saw a police cruiser come down 120th westbound. I noted it and started to drive up the hill. When I checked my rearview I saw that the cruiser was behind me, having closed off 120th at Federal. After passing a semi and one stranded car, I noticed that there were about 6 to 10 other cars on the side of the road. Some of them were completely perpendicular to the road and one of them was the same make, model, and year as my car. I followed the pickup truck in front of me through the maze of cars and continued slowly home.

I got into the complex with little trouble or sliding. Around two corners and then to where my garage waited for my little car, I flipped open the garage and pulled into the untouched white expanse spread before me. I got about one car length in and my car high centered, 50 feet from home.

After forty-five minutes of shoveling a path for the car then digging out under the tires, I popped the car into neutral and rocked it back and forth. The car finally got over the snow and into the garage with only a few seconds of fear that I would hit the building instead of pulling into the garage. After I got inside, I closed the garage door and collapsed into my chair, tired, but proud of my accomplishment.

Today I peeked out and the snow had fallen and drifted over the path I shoveled. Good thing the office was already closed.

Here's to a white Christmas!