Will I never learn?
I went ahead and opened my big mouth. I said "It had better either snow enough to use the snowblower or just melt because I'm done." And now? A blizzard. They're saying 18 inches.
Sometimes I shouldn't be allowed to talk.
We had to run out in this to do our food shopping. Then we had to dig out car out and race back-- at a whole 5 m.p.h.-- home to hide indoors. Hibernate. Until tomorrow afternoon, when we will surely have to figure out how to work the snowblower and dig ourselves out. Yep, that's right. We don't know how to actually use the snowblower. You'd think it'd be obvious, but not really. And I can't make it work through will alone.
Have I mentioned how much I hate winter?
3 Things You Say:
. . . and the most irritating thing about winter? Having to find the shovel to dig out the snowblower. I just love days like that . . .
Yes, I will have to shovel around the garage to get the snowblower out. But the really hysterical part? We're not sure if we can fit the snowblower between the cars once we do get it out of the garage.
I got 30 inches here just South of Boston. No snowblower. Eeeks.... sent out DH to do most of the shoveling. Street didn't plowed until 8pm last night. No school for the kids either. Blizzard hell!
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