Yesterday, Boston officially had its snowiest winter since 1872. Now, in 1872, they didn’t have cars or public transportation. They also didn’t have indoor plumbing or central heat, so I’m not sure how they dealt with all the snow to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, but this is probably how they dealt with going to the potty:

Despite all the modern technology we now enjoy, most of us in New England didn’t really deal with the snow well at all. Especially driving in the snow. You’d think with all of the SUVs, we could avoid driving mishaps, but this is what it often looked like on Route 128:

Now, if you drove, that meant you had a car. If you had a car, you often had to park it, which required you to shovel it out in the first place. Then, when you had to park it again, this is what happened if you took someone else’s shoveled out parking space in the city.

Maybe you decided to avoid having to use your car at all, and decided to wait until it all melted to find your car again. So you thought you would utilize Boston’s public transportation system. If you did, this is what you had to endure.

Each time, the weather forecasters announced another storm bringing over a foot of snow, we all reacted like this. {Yeah right.}

But by the fifth storm, the bitter cold and the parking, driving, trains, roads, and more, this is how most of us felt by March 1, 2015 in Massachusetts.

And this is probably what Mother Nature felt:

When the weather forecasters announced that we had achieved the impossible – the snow holy grail – of breaking the snow record set over 100 years ago> This is how we felt:

And this is how most Bostonians truly felt after a week of melting snow and when we realized we could now see over the snow banks at intersections:

All in all, high five Massachusetts – we did it. We made it to spring.