It's Snowing in Maine

Well, we're finally getting our first snowfall here in Maine. Hasn't even threatened before this. Three to six inches are predicted and, since, of course, I have to open the market tomorrow morning, I'm hoping for the three. I'll be driving Lee's van because my poor Subaru is back in the shop. Actually a different shop. The supposed radiator problem that Jimmy couldn't find reared its head again and the car was overheating so badly that I had to park it in the library parking lot (there's a phone in the library) and call Lee to come rescue me. The next morning, I took it a hundred yards down the road to our local car guy rather than having it towed 25 miles to Ellsworth. It was the cheapest option, but comes with its own price. Richard's really good but it's a one-man shop and your car can sit there for quite a while waiting. That's the only reason I don't ordinarily use him. So the car went in on Tuesday and it's Saturday and he still hasn't looked at it to even start to see what might be wrong. I may have to resort to the six-pack-of-Bud bribe. I haven't driven the van much in the snow, but I'll just go slow. Yay! The snow plow is just going by. We have really conscientious plow operators here (of course, they do get paid by the run). They probably laid down some sand and will be around again before morning. What a way to make a living! Out all night in the crappiest weather. Another job, probably right after telemarketing, to be glad I've never had to do. I just hope I don't have to shovel to get out. Maybe Lee will do a bit before he goes to bed. Guess I'll just have to get up early. But here we go into winter.