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Dialann - Snow day
Jan. 9th, 2022 06:51 amFriday 7 January 2022
We got our first big snowstorm on a day when my car was in the shop because the engine wouldn't turn on, B had to be at work at 3 am and I had to be there before 6. M drove us both. The drive at 3 wasn't too bad as the snow was only just starting but by 5:30 it was very bad. We were skidding and slipping the entire way and barely made it up the first hump of Reed Road on Digital Hill. Michael was shattered by the time he got back home again. When he called to let me know he'd made it safely, he told me to let B know he wasn't up to making the trip at 11 to get him and then 2 for me, that he'd make just one trip for both at 2.
B kept working after 11. By 1 I could tell he was out of spoons and I went to the Front End Manager to ask if I could leave early. He was coming to ask if I wanted to go early because it was pretty dead - had been all morning - and others were coming in. I called the house phone, and it went to voice mail. I called M's cell twice and it went to voice mail. I started imagining that the stress had triggered a heart attack ... or maybe shoveling out the drive so he could leave. I suggested to B that we walk over to the car dealership to ask about my car and then see if they could give us a ride home. We did that - had to wait 15-20 minutes but one of the guys in the Service Dept. did give us a ride.
We got to the house just as M was pulling out of the drive.
I guess, writing this down, it wasn't too bad except in worrying. B called out for Saturday because ... he was still out of spoons and couldn't face going in. I'm not too sure about that but he's an adult and should be able to judge what he can and cannot tolerate.
After a short rest, I shoveled the front steps and scraped the layer of snow left by the snowblower off the drive. Then I fixed a pot pie for dinner.
We got our first big snowstorm on a day when my car was in the shop because the engine wouldn't turn on, B had to be at work at 3 am and I had to be there before 6. M drove us both. The drive at 3 wasn't too bad as the snow was only just starting but by 5:30 it was very bad. We were skidding and slipping the entire way and barely made it up the first hump of Reed Road on Digital Hill. Michael was shattered by the time he got back home again. When he called to let me know he'd made it safely, he told me to let B know he wasn't up to making the trip at 11 to get him and then 2 for me, that he'd make just one trip for both at 2.
B kept working after 11. By 1 I could tell he was out of spoons and I went to the Front End Manager to ask if I could leave early. He was coming to ask if I wanted to go early because it was pretty dead - had been all morning - and others were coming in. I called the house phone, and it went to voice mail. I called M's cell twice and it went to voice mail. I started imagining that the stress had triggered a heart attack ... or maybe shoveling out the drive so he could leave. I suggested to B that we walk over to the car dealership to ask about my car and then see if they could give us a ride home. We did that - had to wait 15-20 minutes but one of the guys in the Service Dept. did give us a ride.
We got to the house just as M was pulling out of the drive.
I guess, writing this down, it wasn't too bad except in worrying. B called out for Saturday because ... he was still out of spoons and couldn't face going in. I'm not too sure about that but he's an adult and should be able to judge what he can and cannot tolerate.
After a short rest, I shoveled the front steps and scraped the layer of snow left by the snowblower off the drive. Then I fixed a pot pie for dinner.
