Back, from four (4) hours of HELL, to wit:
The bank - No problem. In and out. Done.
Store #1 - HELL. They inexplicably had almost nothing I was there for, and someone I (happily) hadn't seen in years found me and put me through HELL bringing me up to date on their life and that of others. Pure torture.
Store #2 - HELL. Nothing fancy, just plain HELL. Every which way.
Store #3 - Piece o' cake, since it's right next door to Store #2 and I could walk in, buy one thing, and get my ASS out.
Store #4 - Walked in, took one look around, and walked right back out. I didn't need it THAT bad.
Gas station - Put 2 gallons of gas in the can I brought with me for the snowblower, etc. All fine, except it didn't spit out a receipt after I said "yes" to "do you want a receipt?"
The traffic: I only got about four miles from my house (as the crow flies - till somebody shoots the bastard down), and it was HELL the entire way. From what I could see in a couple of places, the opposing traffic had it even worse. Still...