Yep, we had another damn snowfall. And, as usual, the damn snow plow hasn't come to our street.
And what's at issue at the moment is that the mobile therapist is coming today. But she likes me to drive my truck on our outings because "that will get me used to doing things outside of the house". Whatever. But I know that Blaine wouldn't allow me to drive on these road conditions--- so she can just whistle Dixie if she expects me to drive. The main roads are plowed but the neighborhood streets and town side streets are largely unplowed. And we live on the downslope of a hill.
So I'm just going to ask the mobile therapist to drive. If she doesn't want to, we can just sit in the living room and either have a therapy session or twiddle our thumbs. (And I'm wondering if she can get through this unplowed street to our house herself.)