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Snow up to my waist. They "fake plowed" the roads -- as in, they drove snow plows down the street, but they DIDN'T CLEAR THEM HARDLY AT ALL. So you peek outside and get the impression that you can go somewhere, but in reality YOU'RE GOING TO GET STUCK FOUR TIMES DRIVING FOUR BLOCKS.
And not just a little stuck. I'm talking four people trying to shove the truck, three shovels, and hours wasted on the experience. Don't forget having your pants soaked and frozen all the way up to your butt. I hurt so bad. Sheryl and I both faceplanted, but not simultaneously or anything. Also, she threw the car in reverse and pushed me up against a snowbank. Lucky for us the snow was light and fluffy. I still had a moment of panic. She also came within less than an inch of pinning my foot under the tires, but I guess that's a risk you take when you shove out a vehicle that freakin' big.
This is hell. We have to help get my parents' driveway clear, and possibly their front sidewalk. They have a snowblower, but the snow is too deep for it. Dead serious. After we get that done, we have to shovel a path from our back door to the driveway, and then we have to do some zomg intense housecleaning because my dog got out of the basement and tore up three bags of trash, ate some books, terrorized our rabbit, and then pooped all over the bathroom.
God. Why did the snow bank have to be soft?
And not just a little stuck. I'm talking four people trying to shove the truck, three shovels, and hours wasted on the experience. Don't forget having your pants soaked and frozen all the way up to your butt. I hurt so bad. Sheryl and I both faceplanted, but not simultaneously or anything. Also, she threw the car in reverse and pushed me up against a snowbank. Lucky for us the snow was light and fluffy. I still had a moment of panic. She also came within less than an inch of pinning my foot under the tires, but I guess that's a risk you take when you shove out a vehicle that freakin' big.
This is hell. We have to help get my parents' driveway clear, and possibly their front sidewalk. They have a snowblower, but the snow is too deep for it. Dead serious. After we get that done, we have to shovel a path from our back door to the driveway, and then we have to do some zomg intense housecleaning because my dog got out of the basement and tore up three bags of trash, ate some books, terrorized our rabbit, and then pooped all over the bathroom.
God. Why did the snow bank have to be soft?