So here’s the update I tried to publish yesterday morning:
UPDATE: Well, this worked out well. The hospital called and asked if Alison needed a ride; I told them to put her on the list and we’d call if I made it out. I made it out – one foot from the garage. The snow is up above the middle of the wheels to the bumper – and, gee, I have to go check the tailpipe before we do anything else – and I couldn’t even get back into the garage.
Fortunately, the snow has supposedly stopped, but the temperature is going to plunge really, really low. Maybe, with daylight, we can shovel in front of the front wheels and Cameron and push from behind and I’ll make it partway into the garage, at least.
Oh, guess who came to get her? The CEO of the hospital.
Well at least I know the rest of the story now. I spent the day envisioning all sorts of scenarios. You get out in the drifts and drop your keys, go after them and get lost in the snow….. you freeze to the door handle and nobody hears you yell….. you get the car started and make it a block away and freeze solid to the street…..
I didn’t even consider the tailpipe possibility…..
Glad you are okay, inside and hopefully slightly warm. I’m freezing here. Yes, once again I know it’s a relative thing….
I hope Alison asked for a raise…. well maybe that wouldn’t have been the best time…. 😉