Ok, so I realize that I'm on this "I can do everything that a man can do" kick, but really, I thought I was going to skate this winter on doing that one-time snow shoveling thing to prove my accomplishment. Because this winter had been fairly mild, snow-wise anyways.
But *HOLY SHIT* and *FUCK ME*.
Did you even know that snow comes in various weights? (Ok, yes, I did know that, too. I just never cared.) Talk about heavy, wet, thick snow. I can't feel my biceps. But I looked in the mirror and they are still there. Probably bigger than ever.
And yes, I could have bribed TM to do it again, but like I said, I'm still on this "see how I've grown? see how many things I can do by myself?" kick, that, let me tell ya, is fading by the shovel full.
This is not my driveway. This is the one directly across from mine.
This is my driveway. As you can see, I do not own a snowblower. And I obviously suck at shoveling.
And so I have decided this:
Independence is over-rated.
3 comments:
In April you will be able to get a snow blower on sale...then you just have to figure out how to start it.
I'd post a picture of my wife's shovel job but I wouldn't want to shame you.
Dude. I would SO be in your situation but 1. I did the shoveling even when he and I were together (stay-at-home-mom job apparently,) and 2. I live downtown and I allow my neighboring businesses to handle the sidewalks.
We, on the other hand, have been bent over in regards to snow this year and I am ready for it to go the fu*k away.
nice post. thanks.
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