I am currently a refugee at my mom's (and relatives, yay j/k) house in Sacramento because a gigantic storm in the first week of February dumped a foot (1/3 meter) of snow at my place in Jefferson. Keep in mind that I live 3.5 miles up dirt roads. I found myself stuck, with my mom pleading with me to abandon ship and stay with her until the snow melted-and with daytime temps in the 20s F, that wasn't happening anytime soon. I finally called the local towing company, and even he had trouble slipping and sliding all over just to get to me. He said at first that he couldn't tow me out, so I told him to put the snow chains on my tires and I would follow him to the main road using the tracks in snow/mud he made getting to me. Fortunately that worked. I spent two nights in a bottom barrel motel in Yreka then drove down to Sacramento Tuesday morning. And this morning yet more snow fell at home apparently. The Loomis ham radio flea market is 22 March so I will stay for that then head home. At least I remembered to bring my laptop, mainly because I have a telehealth appointment with my psychiatrist on 18 Feb.