Well, it turns out that the weather forecasters were right. We got DUMPED ON! Depending on where you live in the great state of Maine, you got between 14 and 24 inches of snow. At my house we seem to be right around 20 inches and it's 3 degrees Farenheit.
It's actually hard to tell how much snow we got because I live at the top of a very large hill (or a very small mountain) and the wind BLOWS here like you wouldn't believe. So instead of a nice, even 20 inches, we have spots with 3-4 inches and other spots with 4 foot drifts. My car is usually lucky enough to be in the 4 foot drift.
I'm not looking forward to getting out there to shovel my way back into civilization, and I'm keeping my fingers crossed that my Plow Guy (that's his official title, by the way) comes by before he goes to work, and not after. After he gets the driveways plowed, we have the deck, front steps, back steps, mailbox, dog yard and the path to clear. And, I hate to say it so early in the year, but I think we'd better get the roof shoveled off, too. I have no idea how to shovel without using my right arm, so we'll see how that goes. My oldest son is the only other one here right now, so he may be doing it all by himself. I think I'll let him sleep a bit longer before I break the news!
I can remember when I was a kid, I loved these giant, snowed-in for days storms. The idea of nobody being able to go anywhere, and snuggling all day in pajamas with books and games was a delight. These days, my first thought is, "I hope we don't lose power" followed almost immediately by, "I hope we don't lose our internet connection." Brandon and I did catch up on our Netflix DVD's (we're watching the first season of House) and had tea and hot chocolate, but I couldn't stop thinking about how much work it will be to dig out. I guess that's what growing up is all about. Note to self: put 'growing up' on my HATE IT list.
My only big goal for the day is to get the application forms for my birth certificate notarized somewhere, and find out whether I have to send them to the state now, or if I can just bring them with me on January 2nd. If I can, I'll snap some pictures of the pretty white stuff, and the digging out process, and post them here for you. I hope you all are safe and warm, and if you are in one of those states where it is 70 degrees, try not to gloat.
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