First Snow
(We pause the Albion blog for a bit.)
Darwin took the snow blower with him to Albion on the grounds that I don't know how to use and that I've refused to learn. See, it's Darwin's job to clear the driveway, and I'm well aware that if I knew how to use the blower, it would end up being my job. So I don't even touch the blower.
The lack, I realized, would make it a challenge to clear the driveway. Darwin briefly advocated buying another blower, but I refused on the grounds that once we recombined households, we'd have =two= blowers for the tiny little driveway in Albion. A waste of money!
I did some digging, so to speak, and found it would be way cheaper to just hire a someone to plow out the driveway. I called a service and left a voice message. When the owner called back, he said, "Yeah, we can add you to the list so you'll be plowed out tomorrow.
Wait--what?
I hadn't checked the weather in ages--so busy with the new house--and hadn't seen the forecast. Huge snowstorm bearing down on us! Many inches! Slippery roads!
And thus it happened.
On Monday, Darwin had a doctor's appointment and I needed to go with him, so I had to take a sick day at work. On the way home, the snow began. Fat, fluffy flakes that built into quick piles. We had other errands to run, and as we ran them, the weather got worse and worse. The roads were awful. Our driveway has a slight incline, and went we got home, it took three tries to make it up to the garage.
I checked my work email and discovered school was closing early. Man!
The big worry now is that Darwin needs to get home . . .
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Darwin took the snow blower with him to Albion on the grounds that I don't know how to use and that I've refused to learn. See, it's Darwin's job to clear the driveway, and I'm well aware that if I knew how to use the blower, it would end up being my job. So I don't even touch the blower.
The lack, I realized, would make it a challenge to clear the driveway. Darwin briefly advocated buying another blower, but I refused on the grounds that once we recombined households, we'd have =two= blowers for the tiny little driveway in Albion. A waste of money!
I did some digging, so to speak, and found it would be way cheaper to just hire a someone to plow out the driveway. I called a service and left a voice message. When the owner called back, he said, "Yeah, we can add you to the list so you'll be plowed out tomorrow.
Wait--what?
I hadn't checked the weather in ages--so busy with the new house--and hadn't seen the forecast. Huge snowstorm bearing down on us! Many inches! Slippery roads!
And thus it happened.
On Monday, Darwin had a doctor's appointment and I needed to go with him, so I had to take a sick day at work. On the way home, the snow began. Fat, fluffy flakes that built into quick piles. We had other errands to run, and as we ran them, the weather got worse and worse. The roads were awful. Our driveway has a slight incline, and went we got home, it took three tries to make it up to the garage.
I checked my work email and discovered school was closing early. Man!
The big worry now is that Darwin needs to get home . . .
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