Scribblings from the Mitchy Side

Took me twenty minutes to dig the car out this morning. I was a bit worried it wouldn't start but it did, pwaise Hestia! (Old Xena joke, sorry). Nobody, at ALL, was going more than 30 miles an hour, even though I've seen the roads far worse than that. Still, I was glad, because I was quite happily to tootle along.

I saw one accident, two cars had gone nose to nose on a blind bend and ended up in a ditch. Both drivers were standing there and looked ok, though, so that was something. That held me up a few minutes but I must have got there just after it happened because the queue to get around the blockage wasn't long. Poor FogHorn, coming along a few minutes later, got stuck for nearly 20 minutes. She also had a bit of a nasty slither in her car but fortunately managed to stay on the road. And when she got into work, she found they'd closed one of the car parks because it was unsafe, so had to slither around even more to find a space (she parked "creatively" in the end...). Poor woman was a bit frazzled by the time she made the office.

Not looking forward to the drive tomorrow morning at all. It's freezing hard and it's going to be no picnic getting out of my road. I think the main roads will be ok, they're being gritted to within an inch of their lives, but the side roads worry me a lot. Oh well, I'll just have to take it steady again.

Work was ok, got the work needed to be done in time for the monthly reports so all is well. This evening has consisted of food and snoozing in front of the TV and I doubt it'll get more exciting than that :)

Oh! And there will be fidgeting and impatient squeaking at intervals - my Rent: Recorded Live on Broadway DVD was dispatched by amazon yesterday! *impatient squeak bounce* *impatient squeak bounce*