Does being unable to go anywhere constitute being stranded?
Actually, it's not that I CAN'T go anywhere, it's just I'm choosing not to.
So, I guess that doesn't fit actual stranded status.
The van got stuck, spinning out in the snow, 4 times yesterday.
Twice I dug it out myself...
Once I just rocked it back and forth (you know, reverse...drive, turn the wheel a touch, reverse...drive, etc.)
And the last time, P was home and he and a neighbor pushed me out.
Seriously, a pain in the butt every time.
I am grateful to be in a warm home.
I am grateful to have food to eat.
I am grateful to live where I live, in a secluded little piece of what we call "heaven".
I am grateful for the knowledge I have for getting a vehicle "unstuck".
I am grateful that we got enough moisture in snow form to leave a significant snowpack in the mountains and bless our land in the summer.
But it can melt already.
Past the icy, messy, slushy, get stuck no matter what stage.
I like being able to go places.