A Must Post

Disclaimer: I have to post this so I don't forget 2 months or even 2 weeks from now when the snow falls again the pain of shoveling a driveway.

Last week was the first big storm of the season, a good dumping of 2' in 48 hours. What's a girl to do while her husband is in Florida? I'll tell you:

I took the truck to work at 5 AM on Wednesday to miss the traffic then hightailed it home at 3 that afternoon. I had every intention of shoveling the driveway, which is the longest on the block, Wednesday afternoon/evening. After working for an hour it was apparent that it was a futile effort and simply not worth my time. So, by the grace of a very sweet neighbor, my driveway received a quick visit from the snow blower. I thought to myself at midnight, this is great, I can get up early Thursday and head into the office. (After all, I have two conference calls and I have to get to Jeremy at DIA Thursday night.) The plan sounded good in my head but didn't take into account that the snow kept falling and the City snowplow came up the street and boxed in the driveways. So Thursday morning at 5 AM it became very apparent that I'd be working from home and putting in a serious workout to clear the driveway. I couldn't tell the difference between the lawn and driveway and it was a long ways out to the street from the cul-de-sac. So after my calls I got to work at 11:30 AM shoveling. 3 HOURS LATER AND IT WAS COMPLETELY CLEAR!

A shot I sent Jeremy at 5 AM

The accumulation by 3 PM Wednesday.

After 30 minutes of shoveling on Wednesday - I gave up shortly after this shot!

It wasn't worth the effort, I couldn't keep up with the falling snow.

I love the snow drifts we get off of the front porch - they are gorgeous at night.

1-hour into my Thursday shoveling efforts.

3-HOURS LATER AND IT'S DONE!

I successfully had a clear driveway at 3:30 Thursday and was ready to head to DIA to retrieve the hubby. The drive out there was not fun (took 2-hours) and in the process of changing seats with Jeremy I lost my work phone in a snow bank. Big oops! After I realized it was at the airport we were too far into the drive home to turn around.

I was thrilled to see the snow melted on Friday from the street but I sure felt jilted from my efforts. Next time, I'm just going to wait for the snow to melt.