The one thing I kept saying, after rebooking our flight home, was that this storm had better be pretty freaking spectacular. If I had come home and the storm had gone out to sea and only given us a couple of inches, I was gonna be PISSED.
Yeah. Not so much.
Schools were closed on Friday, despite the fact that the snow didn’t start to fall until 10AM and at sunset we only had maybe 3 inches. But the storm was only getting started. Public transportation in Boston was shut down at 3:30PM. The governor issued an emergency ban on road travel starting at 4PM. After nightfall, the snow fell heavier and the winds got stronger. By Saturday morning, my yard had a solid 20 inches, with windblown drifts even deeper. It was, for reference, approximately one Ellie deep.
Saturday was still windy and frigid, but Sunday was sunny and not nearly as cold. The roads were narrow and a little slippery, but plowed and passable and the travel ban had been lifted. My sister-in-law and her husband escaped the city for a visit and built a little sledding hill in the yard for the kids. They were out there for ages, enjoying the snow.
When we don’t have to be anywhere, and we don’t lose power, I actually love a big snowstorm. I enjoy winter, I don’t mind the cold. Of course, I also wasn’t the one who had to dig us out…
All in all, though, a successful ride through the blizzard for us. Now, if they would just quit canceling school…
I loved following your updates from 8-ish states away!