We were out in the driveway clearing another 8″ of snow (making the running total as of noon 30″) and started talking with the neighbors across the street. They invited us over for coffee, which turned into a good long chatty visit and a nice late lunch of leftover chili. Somehow, in regular life, we’re always too busy to actually get together for a meal no matter how much anyone says, “Oh, we have to get together for dinner sometime.” But throw in 30″ of snow and a state-wide travel ban, and we suddenly have time to be social.
Our son and their daughter each seemed glad to spend time with a fellow teen, after being cooped up with just parents since yesterday afternoon. Each had asked to go to friends’ houses for sleepovers last night. The neighbors’ parental reaction had been exactly the same as ours: no, you’re not going to a sleepover, when you’ll have no way to get home the next day, you’ll have exams the following day if school is back in session by then, and we need you to help move snow.
Word just came out. Wednesday is also a snow day. Teen cabin fever could reach new levels of desperation. Never thought I’d see students so eager to take exams.
Here’s our back yard before the storm, when we had just a few inches of snow on the ground (and we’d had nothing on the ground, as of a week ago):
Here it was at noon today: