It’s day three of being snowed in at Chez Jaggers. Mark is going out of his mind and can’t wait to get out of here. No plows have been anywhere near our neigborhood. We’re running low on food, but only to the point of being really creative with what’s left. Rice and baked beans, anyone?
I’m perfectly fine being at home — I’ve got a lot of projects to keep me busy and since we’ve had power all yesterday and today, there are movies to watch and a laptop to keep me entertained. Plus, cooking three meals a day out of what’s on hand requires some time.
We were due to head out Tuesday, but it’s not looking good. Much longer than that and we’ll have to suit up and hike to the nearest grocery store.
No plows yet? Wow.
Although, what has been plowed in town isn’t really plowed, so much as removed of some snow. For example, Locust Avenue has technically been plowed, but there’s still a solid base of snow (and chemicals) on the road — given that it’s one of the main ways of getting to the hospital, I think that’s a problem.
I can see part of the Bypass from my house and have seen plows and salt trucks on it numerous times, yet there’s still snow on the road and traffic is moving slowly.
Oh, and Rt. 53 from town out to the Lake is still closed.