FUN IN THE SNOWConnie and I enjoyed the snow too. It is kind of fun to know you have plenty of wood to keep warm and plenty of food to keep fed, and just enjoy being snowed in. We got a lot of little projects done around the house. The new pantry in the kitchen is finally finished and filled.
FILLING THE PANTRYIt is great to have the storage space and a place to hang all the coats (with a door on it so you don't have to see the clutter all the time.)
I saw a study that said only 3% of births happen on the due date. Fortunately, our goat Daisy didn't fall in that 3%. Still no kids. I hope they hold off a few more days until it's warmer.
The down side of all this snow became apparent on Sunday afternoon when we started digging out the 200 feet of driveway so everyone could get to work and school on Monday. (I think a blade for the lawn tractor is on the list for next year. OR, maybe something a bit bigger). After 3 hours of digging I realized that "I'm NOT as young as I once was." I can feel every shovel full this morning.
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After three hours of shoveling you realized you weren't as young as you used to be? Three HOURS? As an Eisenhower-era baby, I measure such strenuous activity in MINUTES. Pacing. Pacing. Pacing. More guys drop dead during snow shoveling than you'd think.
Perhaps that's why I live in the rarely-snowy south. That and the fact that my wife said: 'here'.
I didn't do it all in one go!!! After living through 8 presidents I know how to pace my self. One must take time for hot chocolate, soup, and for laughing at the snow plow boys who got stuck trying to plow the neighbors drive. Three big 4wds trying to pull each other out. (for some reason a V8 and 4wd makes some people think they are invincible.) It was a good laugh.
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