William came in bright and early this morning waving the phone at me and telling me that Daddy was calling... it turns out, he got the car stuck because the East-West roads are horribly drifted. He was walking home, and wanted me to come get him, which I did without a problem (we're on a North-South road).
He ended up taking the van and going to work via another route, no problem.
Well, he called about an hour ago and wanted me to go check on the car. I should have argued. Really, I should have. But no, I bundled up, grabbed Connor, and headed out.
Our driveway is completely drifted shut again. But I got out.
I headed for where the car was, and the plows have been by so that road is almost passable. Almost. I had to drive backwards to get home though, as I couldn't possibly turn around, and after stopping, I couldn't go forward (uphill) either.
Got back home, maneuvered into position to charge the driveway... and got the car completely stuck in the drift.
After 20 minutes of digging
So much for spending an hour or so finishing up a couple of books we've been reading, so that we can take a completely guilt-free week or two off of everything school-related. And I planned to spend this afternoon making pierogies. Instead, we'll probably have spaghetti.
Oh well. We may end up with a car being towed, but at least it looks like we'll all be together for Christmas, and that is what is important, right?
God Bless Us, Everyone! :)