I woke up and stumbled to the door. I took a peek outside afraid of what I'd find. It was supposed to snow. I was hoping that the forecast was wrong, and there would only be a little snow. As I looked out the door, my heart sank right to the floor. There were tons of snow already on the ground, and more was falling. I quickly dressed and grabbed a shovel. The driveway needed to get dug out by six, so my hubby could get in the driveway. I shoveled and shoveled, but the snow was falling so fast that it looked like I had not done anything. When my hubby got home, the driveway was not done. I motioned for him not to pull in the driveway. but he pulled in despite my efforts. The next thing I knew, The car was sitting on top of about a foot of snow. The wheels would spin, but the car could not move. Now I had a real dilemma. I had about thirty minutes before I needed to be at work. I decided to shovel in front of the car in hopes that we could move the vehicle forward off