Six inches, eight inches, twelve inches, it really doesn't matter anymore. Last night another storm hit and I didn't even pay attention to it. This weather has gotten to be ridiculous and I'm more than done with it. I know that spring is "just around the corner," but it sure doesn't feel like it. Thankfully, we were all home when the snow started. We were fortunate that Doug and Cal were able to work at home and Bethany closed for an e-learning day. We were also appreciative of our neighbor and his snowplow four wheeler. He was able to make short work of our drive which gave Doug time to shovel out my parents.
As bad as our storm was, other parts of the country got it a lot worse. Even Brett and Meg had more snow than we did. They both shared stories of getting stuck in their respective parking lots, unplowed roads and the large amount of workers that couldn't get to Bell Trace in the morning due to weather. They're not done yet as there was another storm predicted to hit Bloomington later in the week. Meg said that she was glad that she brought her boots back with her when she returned to school in early February. Last year they had days in the 50s so she never thought she'd need them. Hopefully, we're all on our last week of extreme cold and harsh snowstorms. Right now, it just doesn't feel like it.
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