Monday, December 21, 2009


I need a full-body transplant. Nothing like removing feet of snow to make you feel that way. I've managed to stretch most of the kinks out. But the one that is going to pain me most is my right thumb. It's either from the shoveling or trying to brush two feet of snow off the cars. Advil, here I come.

Snowplow finally arrived in my neighborhood last night about 22 hours after the snow flakes fell. Now to find out how the Avalon handles in these conditions. LOL

1 comment:

Sara Leigh said...

I felt your pain. Saturday and Sunday. Fortunately, my neighbor did the hardest, heaviest work out of the kindness of his heart, for an old broad. The exertion both days left me totally sapped of strength, so I can't imagine what shape I'd be in if I had to do it all myself. Amazingly, my street was plowed in the wee hours of Sunday morning. I haven't moved the car yet though. That'll be tomorrow.