Shabat dinner became a sleepover. I let Steve pick me up before dinner because I didn't want to clean my car to go home. I just figured he'd take his out of the garage and take me back. The other guests had to be shoveled out of the driveway so unprepared, without a toothbrush, I slept in the guest room.
My neighbor, Gene, spent Saturday and Sunday shoveling out the driveway and the concrete pad behind the garages. He says he liked the exercise. He's a great guy. On Monday, I took the car out of the garage and went to the fitness club, then next door to Trader Joe's. Today I'm staying home again. It just started to snow; we're supposed to get another 3 to 9 (?) inches on top of the 21 we got over the weekend that was supposedly Pittsburgh's fourth heaviest snowfall. I'm glad I never saw the other three, although I remember one in Chicago with 26 inches.