We didn't leave this lake house for three days. I don't think that sort of hibernation has ever happened to me.
We spent New Year's in upstate NY - near beautiful Skaneateles - and were on our way back to NYC when snow storm Hercules started dumping snow on NYC and closing roads. Luckily, my dad grew up in Vestal (near Binghamton) and my aunt and uncle have a lake house nearby. They decamped to Florida for the winter and let us crash. First, we stocked up at Wegman's (the best suburban grocery store). Then we got cozy.
My aunt has the ability to create the most comforting, warm, home-y environment and their house is so beautiful. There was no one else around and temperatures were in the negatives. It was more "Little House on the Prairie" rather than "Night of the Living Dead." Best of all? We didn't turn on the TV once. I read long-neglected books, worked on organizing photos, and cooked.
I kind of wish we were still there.