So, after a day of worrying about whether my car would finally start, under the load of snow and two days of not being turned on, I got out finally this morning, only one neighbor out digging, and cut a little way through kneedeep snow to get to the car, release the driver side door, and slide in. And it started, great relief. I had worried about having to jump it under pressure when the plows needed it moved so they could finish the parking lot. We have tight parking, and we have to move cars around to allow access to the plows of various sizes to get in and clear completely.
My across the street neighbor came out to join me, dug a better path so I wouldn't fall down in the snow, and suggested I put the engine to defrost while it was running anyway. Great idea, released the snow faster from the roof. And now it's more or less okay to go. He said, another Michael, my life is full of lovely men named Michael, that he could easily get it out now if necessary. My other helpful neighbor not in evidence at all this morning. But I know help is at hand anyway.
Officially the storm's done by 5 p.m. today. True nor'easter, except with snow instead of torrential rain. Could have been worse. And very few neighbors lost power.
Car breathing again, its load of snow gone
And neighbor getting a breather across the street on his porch. I think banana bread is in his near future. He's a wonderful cook, so I shan't tell him what's in it, just let him analyze it.
Now I can get on to important things, like my online knitting group and the big plans I have embarked on for my jacket, all explained at https://beautifulmetaphor.blogspot.com. Blogger no longer lets me link between my own blogs, so cut and paste is needed if you're interested in following up. Give it a while, though, since I haven't yet written the latest blogpost.
Last night, in the throes of vaccine envy, I went online yet again, signed up for yet another site in addition to the all others, and found that there is still nothing available. Unless you're in a high risk occupation or a medical worker. Some local sites have nothing, no matter who you are. So I continue to mask and wait, but, I'm well, and capable of digging out my own car still, so there's that.
Reasonably happy camper here! And thank you everyone who was so concerned about safety and the snow and the power and all that. We appear to have survived again.
Wheeeee!!!
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