Winter mess

It got really nasty out last night — 10 inches of snow, according to the National Weather Service, on top of all the sleet and ice we had yesterday. It was so bad last night that our publisher sent all the copy editors to a hotel around the corner from the office so they wouldn’t have to drive in this mess. I thought that was awfully sweet of him. I don’t know what we would have done otherwise, because Ron’s car was trapped in a two-foot snowdrift by the time he got off work (he had to borrow a shovel to dig it out this morning), and I couldn’t have picked him up if I’d had to, as I couldn’t even get my car out of the driveway until 10:30 this morning.

I didn’t have a chance to take pictures. My yard wasn’t particularly photogenic today, and by the time I managed to get out of the house, I was already an hour and a half late to work and just didn’t have time to stop and shoot anything. If the snow is still here tomorrow (which I dearly hope it isn’t), I’ll try to get some pictures.

In the meantime, I’m holed up in the house, waiting for Ron to get off work (he’ll be home early tonight) and making a batch of posole. I think I’ll go to bed early tonight. It’s been a crazy week, and I’m worn out.