So how does this happen?
More important, how does it happen more than once?
I’m happy to announce that I indeed got stuck in my own driveway yesterday morning, AGAIN. How awesome is that?
I thought I could get by without blowing the snow before backing out but I was wrong. I was so wrong that I slid into a snowbank and wasn’t able to get out until massive amounts of snow blowing, digging, and finally a two by four used as a fulcrum by my next door neighbor Dave, a saint of a man and a Wittle listener I might add.
It was a pleasant start to another day here in Antarctica.
I’m ending this blog now before I begin writing some of the words that I was uttering as I was trying to get unstuck yesterday…