Well Fairfield ended up with approximately 36 inches of actual snow with 5 - 6 foot drifts. There is literally no place to put what is shoveled, blown or plowed. We have full sun but still very windy and our first selectman has informed us that all roads are closed with primary roads expected to be cleared by tonight, secondary roads sometime tomorrow and cul-de-sacs sometime tomorrow night or Monday. Part of the problem is that the DPW plows are getting stuck. Next shifts of police, fireman, hospital workers and DPW workers can't get in so everyone is stymied. Too bad that the plows can't get to us - one of my neighbors was able to plow a path from one of our street to another and the sun is actually strong enough to melt through to the pavement.
Not that there is anyplace to go anyway as nothing is open. It took me from 9:30am - 1:30pm just to shovel my front steps, walk and clean my car. Luckily, I have my driveway plowed. It will be a while before I can deal with the deck off the kitchen and the one off the family room. The drift is halfway up the door so to get there I will have to start in the driveway and walk around the back of the back of the house in drifts that are above my waist (and I am 6'1").
Yesterday was interesting. I went to work in NYC thinking I would leave at 1:00. But of course most people who live in NYC and work there believe that anyone from the suburbs is just being "soft" when we talk of leaving to beat a storm. As one of my city dweller co workers said: "Please, stop, really!!! All this hysteria over a little snow!!" Unfortunately that is the attitude of most of my bosses. So I ended up staying and taking a 4pm train. So eerie, as I was only one of 7 people in the entire car. As we came through Connecticut and passed the various train stations, there were literally no cars in the parking lots. When I got off the train at 5:30, it was like "the last survivor" - not a soul at the station and to my dismay, no taxis as all cab service was suspended. Since I thought it was smarter not to take my car to the station yesterday, I was potentially faced with a 4 mile walk in the dark with high wind and blowing snow with around 5 inches already on the ground. Fortunately, I saw a shuttle van that is used to transport commuters to an offsite parking lot and was able to bribe him to take me to the main intersection near my house. So the walk was only half a mile, but I tell you, that was some walk in business clothes with a nice heavy briefcase.
I did not experience the grocery store. I didn't need much, and was going to stop Thursday night but had to work so late that when I got off the train it was 11pm and there was no way I was dealing with that. Besides I figured I wouldn't starve and there was probably nothing left in the store anyway.
Fortunately, we didn't lose power so am grateful for that. Now to catch up on the laundry...
