Saturday
Januray 29, 2011
Hi,
This has been the SNOW month from hell. I feel like I live inside of a SNOW globe. It SNOWS and SNOWS and SNOWS, and then it SNOWS some more. Oh! And, let's not forget the cold. It was MINUS 20 here a few days last week! Of course, it doesn't SNOW when it's that cold, so at least we got a reprieve from the SNOW. I am SO ready for spring.
I do have a uplifiting story from the most recent storm, though. Some background info first... When I moved here, my landlady was upfront with me about her husband not being able to get here to plow out the driveway after every storm before I have to be at work. So...okay. When we had big storms, I would get a ride in and deal with my car after work.
A couple of weeks ago, we got slammed with about 22" of snow during a 2 day storm. I backed my car up into the yard so that the driveway would be clear for Jim to plow and asked Linda to pick me up the next morning. When she dropped me off that night, Jim had plowed the driveway, but he'd also plowed my car in! It took 90 minutes of shoveling to unearth my car that night...and it was snowing the whole time I was shoveling. I shoveled out all of the snow in front of it, but when I cleaned 22" of snow OFF of the car, I had to shovel it out again. Then I had to shovel around it enough to get the driver side door open so I could get in and move it. Once I had it into the driveway, I cleaned it off again and this time I pulled it to the end of the driveway, as close to the road as I could without sticking out enough to get swiped by a city plow. Jim came back once more after that and plowed some snow up against the passenger side of my car, but not much. In the morning, it took me about 15 or so minutes to clear the front enough to get into the street.
So...since then, if the weather forecast even hints of 12 FLAKES of snow, I leave my car at the end of the driveway so there is minimal shoveling to get out. Well...
We had yet another nasty 12 INCHES or so of snow Wed night into Thursday morning. My car was down by the road, however, I didn't pull it as close to the street as before because the snow piles are sooooo high, I was afraid a city plow wouldn't see it and I'd get clipped. It took me about 10 minutes to go around my car with the brush to clean it off (snow was almost to my knees), during which time the city plow went by, not once, but twice and pushed more snow in front of my car while I stood there looking at the driver and wondering if he had ANY compassion anywhere in his over-tired, over-paid body. Apparently not.
I opened the trunk and got out my shovel. After the third or fourth shovelful around the front passenger tire, I heard a noise behind me and looked up in time to see a young guy in a pickup truck drop his plow and sweep the snow away for me! He rolled down his window and said..."If you back up a bit, you can gun it and get out of there". I thanked him profusely, put the shovel back in the trunk and got in my car. Meanwhile, he went a few yards down the street and blocked the road with his truck so that I could fly out of there without having to inch my way forward to see around the 15' snow pile if any cars were coming. When I made it out, we gave each other the thumbs up and I went on my merry way. At the stop sign, I looked back to see if he was gone and saw that he was plowing my next door neighbor's driveway. I plan to stop at Dunkin' Donuts and get him a gift card and ask Theresa if she will give it to him for me the next time she pays him. It's supposed to SNOW again this weekend, so I'm sure she'll see him again. He certainly renewed my faith in humanity.
Peace,
Kay
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