This is what we saw when we opened the front door (smiley face added later). It was a LOT of snow:
(Note the chips of paint from the shitty job our painter did on the door.)
The kids wanted the biggest pile possible, so instead of splitting the driveway in half, I shoveled all of it to one side. The pile ended up being taller than everyone except me:
Not that I needed any more exercise after all that shoveling, but I’m glad I did my run the day before the storm hit:
