Let it Snow...Let it Snow...Let it Go...Away!

I love snow. I love shoveling snow (because I'm insane). I love the beautiful white landscape after freshly fallen flakes. I love watching the dogs jump into massive snow drifts. I even love making snow angels.
I do NOT love being snowed in to my house because the street I live on has not quite made it on the list of priorities for the city.
I live in a bubble. A fairly new subdivision where only 5 houses are occupied. Not even a blip on the city's radar. Punch our address into a GPS and you are directed to a house in Utah. No wonder our pizza never arrives within 30 minutes.
Last year, our first in our brand new house, we couldn't get phone, cable or wireless service. Nobody wanted to break ground on an area that wouldn't be further developed due to poor economic times. Now we have two cell phones, Dish Network and Internet service - only because a couple finally moved into the house next door.
I think we saw a snow plow on our street once. One would think in a state where snowfall is a way of life, plows would be trolling the streets on a daily basis. Not here.
Looking out my window today, I wonder if I'll ever make it out of the house. My husband finally managed to dig his car out, but mine is being held captive in the garage. Glacy Blue better make herself comfortable because until I can get her the new tires she needs, she will not be braving the conditions sure to put her in a ditch.
I hate being cooped up. I hate not being able to run errands. But, I hate the thought of being on the unplowed roads even more.
Poor weather conditions bring me a lot of stress and anxiety. My daily stresses are amplified. And I shouldn't be the one who's stressed. My husband takes the GMAT tomorrow - a good score is needed in order to be considered for the PhD program. HE should be stressed. But, he just got up this morning, shoveled the driveway and managed to maneuver his little Honda Civic up the snowy terrain that is our side street.
Tomorrow he will be taking a major test. He has the right to be stressed. I'm not worried at all about how he'll do on his exam. I AM worried about how he'll get to his exam.
So please Mother Nature: while the thick blankets of snow that cover our yards, driveways and roadways are a thing of beauty...STOP! My sanity depends on it!