The guys just came in from having done some major work. They needed coffee and sustenance. They are working out their game plan and waiting for Mr. Snow himself, their brother, the snowplowman.
The fire is warm and we are planning for the rest of the day. I am going out, once they leave to clear off the hanging snow of the roof (I am just going to try and reach it with the shovel) and clear off the cars. I then intend to do whatever cleanup is needed from the snowblowers (which I detest). I just threw Mikey’s cold wet clothing in the dryer as he was libating, stopping the dryer for a moment to retrieve the pliers from the dryer.
The snow is still falling. I am just glad that we keep provisions on hand for all sorts of circumstances. Right now, the best thing to do is to deal with the situation and then make the best of it. Blizzards and these situations are just like life.