According to KTUL, "The first winter storm of the year dumped 10-point-4 inches of snow in Tulsa on Thursday, obliterating the old record of just three-tenths of an inch, which was set 51 years ago. "
That's what I woke up to this morning. And I would be damned before I was stuck in the house again all day. I was beyond frustrated, angry because I was in the grip of something I couldn't control. Usually weather is very low on my personal radar; however, ten inches of snow has a way of not being ignored.
So, I went outside, dug my car out and managed to open the doors. Started up just fine. Scraped the windows, top, hood and trunk, then let it warm up for fifteen minutes. I'm all ready to go.
I proceed to get stuck in the alley. Three times. Each time I had to exit the car and dig my front wheels out with a shovel. Finally, I make it to the street proper and on to the store. The complete trip takes far longer than it usually would. When I do get home, it's dark outside and I have to make three trips through the snow to retrieve the shopping bags. Then it's off again to pick up my sister from work, since her car is stuck in the driveway.
I'm worn out. Working in the cold saps my energy. But, I did make it out of the house. Never underestimate the power of determination.
Or someone who is desperately out of caffeine and nicotine and just HAS to go to the store.