This post is mostly for my curious mom who called every few hours from Florida to check on us during the storm here (outside of Boston). My brother works on Long Island taking down trees for the electric company, so I am sure his storm stories are more interesting than mine. Nonetheless, we survived, if only a little worse for wear. And I appreciate the calls, even if mom was on a beach!
Thursday afternoon, before parent/teacher conferences, school was cancelled for Friday. Honestly, we may have been able to get a half day in, but not all teachers have the two mile commute that I do, so it was probably safer to call the entire day.
I spent my day taking pictures every couple of hours, doing graduate school homework and cooking in anticipation of loosing power. The above collage is the view from my living room window throughout the day Friday when the snow started around noon and didn't stop until Saturday afternoon.
|Second floor bathroom window facing south, Sunday morning|
We lost power sometime after 10pm Friday night. As the hearty New Englander that my boyfriend is, he had shoveled at least twice Friday, but we promptly we out Saturday morning to dig out even more. Two hours later, we managed to clear a path to our downstairs neighbor's front door and wiggle our cars out of the driveway (not that we are going anywhere!). Our issue, much like our last apartment, is that there is no where to put the snow!
The picture above was taken Sunday morning before we ventured out for groceries, which is part of our normal Sunday routine. However, the mile drive to Stop and Shop was pretty awful. There was still snow packed on the roads and since school is cancelled again for today, I am assuming that the city has had trouble figuring out where to put all the snow too!
Our street, driving home from the grocery store. Thankfully, it is a one way!