Yep, 18 inches here when all was said and done. Against my better judgment, I allowed my 11 year old son to convince me that he wanted to shovel for money and so I turned down the two guys who rang our doorbell with shovels at 8am. Well, my son had the best of intentions, and gave it his all, but I still wound up having to do much more than I wanted to myself, and the job was not complete until 11:45am. Sigh. When I got inside, I was so drenched in sweat that I decided to just change my clothes and jump on the treadmill. At least my office closed today since the plows did not clear our street until 11am. Can't say the same for the hubby - he's a dentist and had to slam his SUV through the unplowed snow early this morning to handle an emergency.