I must admit, I was a fool. Yesterday, I openly mocked SNOWPOCALYPSE ‘010 and now I have paid the price for my lack of vision.
Pennsylvania has been declared in a state of emergency. Flights in and out of Pittsburgh International Airport are grounded, public transit has halted in Pittsburgh, and an estimated 102,000 local homes are without power.
I awoke this morning to find my neighborhood bearing a closer resemblance to Hoth than Squirrel Hill, with trees bent under the weight of snow and drifts rising above knee-level.
I took up my trusty snow shovel and went to work. Luckily we don’t have a driveway. We do, however, have a back deck that has seen better days and would be better off without the weight of 20″ of snow on it. That became Priority One.
With the back deck cleared off it was time to tackle the front walk.
I would have dug out my car, but someone had helpfully put up caution tape around it due to a downed power line. Maybe I’ll get to that tomorrow.
In the meantime, Emily and I are planning our snow fort.