We're lucky where we are, though; we didn't lose power. Tananda, who lives just south of us, hasn't had power since about 10:30 last night. She says thanks to camping gear, at least there is coffee. She even covered the cold cat with her Jack Daniels t-shirt. Now that, my dear readers, is luv.
The big road in front of my house has been plowed, but it still looks treacherous. I have a vague inclination that I will be working quite a bit extra this week to make up for time lost. Hubby says there's really no sense in trying to chip away at the external ice on the car, but I dislike being away from work when I should be there and there is stuff to do, so I'm feeling very unsettled.
Anyway, I suppose now that it's nearly 10:00 in the morning, I need to figure out some way of getting to the office because I know at least one other person is there, so therefore the roads in must be passable. I shall leave you now and attempt to make myself presentable for what is ahead of me today.
Here's hoping, if you're local, that you're not suffering too much. I think about all my friends and family up North who have not just a quarter inch of ice and a lot of yucky roads, but feet and feet of heavy snow, with the threat of more to come. (sigh) I dislike Winter.