Over the last week, much of the United States has truly experienced winter. Lots of snow and really low temperatures. In Northern Virginia, we received about 7-8 inches of snow last Sunday. While I shoveled initially in the morning, as the day continued, snow turned into freezing rain and ice. I spent parts of Monday and Tuesday clearing out my driveway and sidewalk and digging out my car from one of the parking spots. It was so much harder to shovel than regular snow. Trying to clear my steps was futile. So over the last week, we entered and exited our home by going through the garage.
Yesterday morning, The Moose woke me up saying that the internet was out and his alarm clock didn't work. We lost power. I can probably write a separate post about dumb questions my kids asked related to the power outage, but I'll try to spare them the embarrassment. Anyway, leaving through the garage was no longer an option. I talked with a neighbor a few days ago about borrowing some equipment to work on my stairs, but now, it had to be done. I went out my front door and literally slid down my stairs like a slide to then walk to my neighbor's house. I borrowed a sledgehammer and naturally had this song in my head the entire time.
I felt like the USFL Pittsburgh Maulers mascot.
After hours of work, we can now successfully go into and out of our house through the front door. And my back and arms are extremely sore!
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