We’re home, our stuff isn’t quite…

We’re home. The driveway is a thick sheet of ice that is too slippery to stand on, let alone drive on. We slid backwards and luckily my amazing husband stopped the truck before we crashed into the lake.

We hiked up through the weeds, me with the shivering cat, Jeff with the dogs. I don’t think anyone fully appreciates just how long of a driveway that is, or just how steep it is. All of our belongings, gifts, clothes, dog crates, and my Grandma’s organ are still in the truck. This could be a long winter.

It’s a blizzard now – 15cm on the way…………….