Ok, so I'm properly disappointed. My whole mission gets declared a National Disaster area, and I get NO EMAILS? I mean, GRR!
Seriously!
Ok, so Preparation Day is on Thursday due to the snow. So are transfers. We took movies, and I hope to send them to you next week. I left my camera at home.
About 10:15 Monday night, we had already been talking about preparations for the so-called life-threatening storm, when we got a text from the assistants, telling us not to go to bed for another 30 minutes, because they were going to be announcing transfers that night.
We all were staying in my district, but, we also found out transfers were not going to be until Thursday.
So, Tuesday was blowing really hard. We briefly went up to Harvard for a lesson, but decided to come right back home, because the wind was getting stronger, and we were afraid of drifts across the roads and loss of visibility. We stayed in the apartment all day; we got a text from President, saying he didn't want us driving between 4:00 PM Tuesday to 4:00 PM Wednesday. We got a little cabin fever, and that's when we started taking movies.
About 5 at night the storm really started picking up. It got nasty, so we adventured outside for a movie, and then went back in. We played around a little, texted everybody to see how they were, and then went to bed.
We get up. Our car, front porch and apartment door are all under about 5 feet of snow. We just stare at it. We're not going anywhere for a while, especially since our snow shovels are in the trunk of our car.
About 10:00 am the apartments start getting to us, plowing things out. Out building really pulls together and gets all the cars unburied and moved, so our spots got plowed nice and clean. Everyone else only dug themselves out enough to get out, and then re-parked, so the parking in front of the rest of the buildings is miserable. We tried to help out, but there was only so much we could do, since nobody except our building was working together. We went to a local appointment that evening, but did not go knocking. The roads were horrible.
I think Woodstock is the only city in our area that's open, right now. Harvard should be opening tomorrow and Hebron in three to four days. (That's where the English sisters live.) McHenry is officially closed, with no date set to open, and the elders are thoroughly stuck. Their road is still not plowed.
In the city, they have to remove truckloads of snow, because there is nowhere to put it, and ship it to "snow farms" outside of town. I don't know how that works, but I'm betting the city elders are stuck, too.
Other than that, I don't know the damage is. Between transfers and the disaster, P. Doll has not updated the mission blog.
Last week was amazing, but the storm has kind of blown it out of my mind. Today we are going to play in a snow mountain next to our apartment.
Love you, and totally safe, thanks for asking.
Hermana Maren Jones.
Seriously!
Ok, so Preparation Day is on Thursday due to the snow. So are transfers. We took movies, and I hope to send them to you next week. I left my camera at home.
About 10:15 Monday night, we had already been talking about preparations for the so-called life-threatening storm, when we got a text from the assistants, telling us not to go to bed for another 30 minutes, because they were going to be announcing transfers that night.
We all were staying in my district, but, we also found out transfers were not going to be until Thursday.
So, Tuesday was blowing really hard. We briefly went up to Harvard for a lesson, but decided to come right back home, because the wind was getting stronger, and we were afraid of drifts across the roads and loss of visibility. We stayed in the apartment all day; we got a text from President, saying he didn't want us driving between 4:00 PM Tuesday to 4:00 PM Wednesday. We got a little cabin fever, and that's when we started taking movies.
About 5 at night the storm really started picking up. It got nasty, so we adventured outside for a movie, and then went back in. We played around a little, texted everybody to see how they were, and then went to bed.
We get up. Our car, front porch and apartment door are all under about 5 feet of snow. We just stare at it. We're not going anywhere for a while, especially since our snow shovels are in the trunk of our car.
About 10:00 am the apartments start getting to us, plowing things out. Out building really pulls together and gets all the cars unburied and moved, so our spots got plowed nice and clean. Everyone else only dug themselves out enough to get out, and then re-parked, so the parking in front of the rest of the buildings is miserable. We tried to help out, but there was only so much we could do, since nobody except our building was working together. We went to a local appointment that evening, but did not go knocking. The roads were horrible.
I think Woodstock is the only city in our area that's open, right now. Harvard should be opening tomorrow and Hebron in three to four days. (That's where the English sisters live.) McHenry is officially closed, with no date set to open, and the elders are thoroughly stuck. Their road is still not plowed.
In the city, they have to remove truckloads of snow, because there is nowhere to put it, and ship it to "snow farms" outside of town. I don't know how that works, but I'm betting the city elders are stuck, too.
Other than that, I don't know the damage is. Between transfers and the disaster, P. Doll has not updated the mission blog.
Last week was amazing, but the storm has kind of blown it out of my mind. Today we are going to play in a snow mountain next to our apartment.
Love you, and totally safe, thanks for asking.
Hermana Maren Jones.
