Twenty hours of snow to bury the car. Two hours with a shovel to dig it out. Two minutes to get bogged down two blocks from home.
I was so sure my skills and experience would get me through. Turns out, it was more like two guys with a shovel and a hearty push. I didn’t slow down until the car was back in the nice, freshly shoveled driveway.
Perhaps the bookstore won’t be open Thursday, either. On the other hand, this is Oklahoma, where on occasion the temperature goes up after dark.