Not long after I posted my last post about not being plowed out, he came.
I did end up going into work and I didn't have to snowshoe to the truck to get there.
Heading down the drive on my way out wasn't so bad.
That is until I got onto our road. Lucky for me someone had already gone through (probably our plow guy). If it weren't for the tracks, you couldn't tell where the road was.
Once I got off our road it was clear sailing.
That is until some guy driving a milk truck decided he needed to pass my van, the car in front of me AND the snow plow. I guess he missed the memo that stated "We just had a snow storm and the roads are not that great...So drive safely".