I woke up, saw a dusting on the grass and decided to go in. I saw a half dozen patients, did a minor surgery. By 9:00, it was coming down, pretty good. The rest of the patients cancelled, so we saw who was already there, and we got outa' Dodge at ASAP.
It took me 2.5 hours to drive 15 miles home from my office in DC. I left at 10:00 am and got home after lunch...
I almost had to abandon my car twice, didn't see a single snowplow in DC.
Finally reached MD and it was clear sailing...
This morning, my streets were clear, but none of my staff could get out. I checked my answering service and everyone had cancelled, so I stayed home... Why not, making a living is overrated, right?
The bright side is that there are only 11 days until I'm back in my "happy place"...