A little immature for a title? Sure, but truthful.
Yesterday's storm seemed tame in comparison to the walloping we've been getting. Or so I thought, until I started to back my truck (4-wheel drive) out of the drive way, swerved to miss the sudden appearance of our dog Harper and promptly wedged the truck into a snowbank. Fast forward two hours, a bag of cat litter (for traction), a bag of salt and a neighborly tow later, and the truck is free. Of course, calling the neighbor was a production, since Badger (the puppy) ate my blackberry yesterday.
This meant I couldn't text my boss at the cafe, or find the number of my neighbors. After a circular process that I'll spare you the details of... I called into work and am now getting ready to obtain a new phone.
Then, time to finish taxes, get forms into mortgage company to hopefully get rid of the house via a deed in lieu, and more packing. Don't be jealous folks, today is an enviable day.
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