Knowing that we had inches of snow (up to five) forecasted for last night, I set my alarm early, and told Trevor to do the same, with the plan that we would check to see if we needed to shovel our way out and have the time to do so if necessary. The last time we had received a forecast of 3-5 inches, we received the full five and Mera had a tough time getting out of our driveway. Considering that our driveway's packed snow mounds are that much higher, I was concerned that we might get stuck if we got five inches again.
We got a little more than five inches, so I put on my snow shoveling gear and went out to do battle as the snow continued to coat me and my driveway. The hardest part was when I got past the area illuminated by our enthusiastically powerful yard light, which was also the area that I needed to shovel the most (as it's the place where I got stuck before). Not only was I wishing for a headlamp and having to guess and go by feel (using the Force?) in some places, but I was creeped out to no end. All that kept coming to mind was a comment Janelle had made about how big the wolves were that she saw in the Fred Meyer parking lot. It really didn't help when the podcast I was listening to (Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me) started playing some creepy clown laughter as a sound effect.
Meanwhile, I expected Trevor to come out at any minute. An hour and a half later, I had finished a path out (but not the whole circle or the side areas) and Trevor was just starting to put on his boots.
We had a talk.
While the early morning exercise was invigorating at the time, by the time I got to school I was feeling the effects of not enough sleep and tired muscles. Staying awake while grading during my prep period was particularly challenging.
At least the early shoveling paid off; we got out of the driveway with no real trouble.
We got a little more than five inches, so I put on my snow shoveling gear and went out to do battle as the snow continued to coat me and my driveway. The hardest part was when I got past the area illuminated by our enthusiastically powerful yard light, which was also the area that I needed to shovel the most (as it's the place where I got stuck before). Not only was I wishing for a headlamp and having to guess and go by feel (using the Force?) in some places, but I was creeped out to no end. All that kept coming to mind was a comment Janelle had made about how big the wolves were that she saw in the Fred Meyer parking lot. It really didn't help when the podcast I was listening to (Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me) started playing some creepy clown laughter as a sound effect.
Meanwhile, I expected Trevor to come out at any minute. An hour and a half later, I had finished a path out (but not the whole circle or the side areas) and Trevor was just starting to put on his boots.
We had a talk.
While the early morning exercise was invigorating at the time, by the time I got to school I was feeling the effects of not enough sleep and tired muscles. Staying awake while grading during my prep period was particularly challenging.
At least the early shoveling paid off; we got out of the driveway with no real trouble.
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