I feel for you. I live up in the end of the Panhandle. I watch all the summer ick march up through the central urban part of the state (Tulsa, OKC, Enid, Norman) and head for St. Louis MO and later Chicago. Then in the winter the snow and ice storms.
I grew up way north where a good snow was two feet and blizzard was highs of -30f and 2-3 days of white out and horizontal snow. You had to go shovel your roof every 8-12 hours (45 degree pitch) to keep your rafters from breaking. I started moving farther south and warmer. At Colorado we divided up chores and I took shoveling snow. He took take out the trash. This meant I had to pay up several times a season. And at the one place we had a two car wide four car long driveway and a sadistic plow driver that would bury your driveway mouth... (once we knew it was going to snow so we put a car in garage. At 6 am it was flaking, garage door open, hubby warming up the car and I'm out there bailing snow with the shovel. One of his coworkers lives up the cul-de-sac and drives by to see me tackle the plow ridge at the street. He had lunch with that coworker who asked HOW DID YOU GET YOUR WIFE TO SHOVEL??? It was her chore. A few days later I went to eat lunch with him, and the fellow asked me and couldn't believe
the answer was the same. I'd finished getting him to the street and went back to bed. Nice warm bed)
We moved here. I deliver on that chore a lot less often, but still. We got the '50 year blizzard'. Category to them: catastrophe. Me: good snow. We bought a cord of
wood the day after that one stopped and the two strapping young men that came to deliver it were amazed as I took shovel and cut them a path 4" wider than their loaded dolly straight from their trailer to where I wanted it. It let us have an inch for white Christmas, and two feet for New Year's. This last spring it gave us a repeat except it did it at the end of April and broke all the
trees out. I preferred the Front Range where the Peak would get white but not below about 8000 feet. Often. Issue is when a big urban gets hit and people aren't used to driving in white, ice, and black ice for months at a time, just dibs and dabs, so they never really learn. The thing that's strange here, everyone doesn't have a snowmobile. Where I grew up, if you had one of those you could still get out if snowed in and get to town.
Don't mention power out. We're the end of a feeder line. Buy any and every lineman (or woman) you know or meet, a nice dinner. Thank them for being up there on that pole in the middle of the night in 60mph for two or three days to get your power back. The same storm you mention got us for 47 hours and 50 minutes. The one this spring, I was on a long distance trip so I don't remember how many days but it was less than the six they originally guessed.