The past 24 hours have been... interesting.
I've been sick with a head cold for the past few days. All I wanted to do was sit on the couch and watch trashy TV.
Unfortunately, the weather had other ideas. Around 4pm on Sunday, we lost power in our apartment. We waited it out for about two hours, but decided, since the weather was so crappy and the temperatures were going to drop below zero overnight, to take up a friend's offer and stay and their house for the night. We packed up a bag and Juneau and headed to our warm oasis.
After a 15-minute-turn-45-minute drive, we reached Bob's house. The plow had visited their apartment complex and had made it nearly impossible to find a snow-less parking spot.
Bob and his wife made us a warm meal and the dogs got to play in the snow. I watched the boys play Wii for a while and we fell asleep.
The mayor of Indianapolis had put a travel warning into effect making it illegal for anyone to be on the roads thru noon on Monday. He also strongly advised that all companies close on Monday.
My office closed but Dave's did not. He was supposed to go in at 2pm and when he called to check if they were opening, a co-worker told him only three people had showed up. Others were snowed in or didn't want to travel on the roads.
Vent: I have seriously never seen a more incompetent Department of Transportation than in Indianapolis. Snow plows didn't hit the streets at ALL yesterday. They used salt, which becomes null and void when temperatures reach a certain low. Maybe it's being from upstate New York and being used to seeing plows out before a winter storm hits, but telling people not to go on the roads does not make it okay to just NOT plow.
Anyways, when we woke up on Monday I texted a neighbor and she said our power had been restored around 9pm on Sunday. Dave and Bob went outside to get the car started, but it was stuck and we were without a shovel. Dave ran me and Juneau home in Bob's car and headed back up to see if he could get the car out.
After some digging, Bob and Dave finally got the car out. But had managed to lock the keys in the ignition in the process.
AAA, tow companies, the police, and a local pop-a-lock all told us that they aren't doing any business in Indy today unless it was an emergency.
After three hours of burning gas in the apartment complex parking lot, the two guys managed to pop the lock with a hammer and a rag (don't ask) and Dave finally headed to work.
I'm sure we had it easy in comparison to other people, but what an adventure it has been.
Pictures to come!
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