The 400 feet last part of the road out of here down to the highway is very steep. One of us shoveled off about 60 or 70 ft of it, but that's all that's been done. If I ventured away from the property and managed to go somewhere and come back without getting stuck (one full size van with rear wheel drive and a couple of very small front wheel drive Toyotas), I wouldn't be able to get back up in here with the vehicle.
The highway is still solid sleet except for where a few pickup trucks with chains have gone through.
The post office eight miles away is open, but there's no mail delivery in this county until there is significant melting.
This county has some snow plows, but not any big ass sleet plows, and it makes a difference. I'm pretty sure that the type that fastened on to the front end of a pickup truck with four wheel drive with just end up bending the truck's frame pushing through several inches of sleet.
I've got a stack of mouthpieces to mail out, but not until I can get out to the post office or the mailman can get here. Of course, there's also no FedEx, ups, nor Amazon. There's a fire station a mile away, but I doubt if they could get one of those trucks to climb this road, so we're not going to be effing around with any sorts of fires, and we're being very cautious as we always are anyway.
We are about thirty miles north of the demarcation line between freezing rain and sleet, so we never lost power, and I'm in the shop beating horns back into shape.
Mrs bloke loaded up on food, and I think it'll probably last until we can get out of here, but I don't know if the grocery stores will have any food for us to buy, because everybody bought the shelves clean, would surely do so again at the first opportunity, and and I doubt that many 18 wheelers are making it into our county's single huge Kroger, Walmart or any of the few small groceries or Dollar Generals for that matter.
Our food replenishment strategy is to (after the thaw) work our way basically straight south on back roads down to Interstate 22 and drive southeast (mostly east) to a unincorporated little town about ten miles east of Tupelo, Mississippi to deliver some repairs, hand them some miscellaneous parts that they can self install for other instruments, and shop for groceries there, as all they got was rain and no frozen precipitation, whereby their grocery stores are not stressed, and should be well stocked.
Of course, on that same first recently safe day to get out, we'll also mail out these mouthpieces.
final thought:
Now that this milder winters-and-hotter-summers trend seems to have come to an end around here 3 years ago or so (below zero temps the last two winters, down to 5 degrees here so far this winter, and no summers where it reached 100°), I believe I'm going to shop for good prices on a couple of good used kerosene heaters, keep 4 gallons of lamp oil on hand at all times (rather than only one or two gallons - which I would use on my instruments and customers' instruments) as it would burn odorless in those kerosene heaters (which would otherwise be stinky, were kerosene to be used), of course I would keep carbon monoxide detectors nearby and crack a window open where are we to have a power outage and I had to use them, and buy some tire chains for the big van as well as for one of the small Toyotas.
Generator? Those whole house things are crazy expensive, and our electric coop is amazing as far as restoring power fast to the entire county (which is over 700 square miles). If I even bought a $700 portable Chinese one, (knowing me) I probably wouldn't be good about starting it regularly and maintaining it, and - when I needed it - it probably wouldn't start...but it really wouldn't do as much good anyway because the refrigerator-freezer Sub-Zero things are hardwired and built into the house, and I'd have to do some pretty weird jazz to get juice to those units.
Those big long 2 inch tall 14 inch wide rectangular long blocks of ice hit the ground and break up into odd shapes and the scrap yard of ice is probably between a foot tall and 15 inches tall of ice block crap - blocking the cars in there. 
Mrs bloke keeps herself in good shape, but even she is probably three or five pounds heavier than she could stand to be. 