Have I said how much I despise snow?
So, I buckled under and decided we would buy an old snowblower from a neighbour. Just couldn't face the white stuff anymore with my dilapidated (I love that word) snow scoop.
Last night was the first time that I had ever used a snowblower. The thing is though, since our driveway is on a hill, it is a tad hard to use. Especially at this point in time. After using the scoop the last time, (Friday), I am still feeling the burn. My ribs are out of whack. I feel like the Hunch Back of Gypsy Lane. Honestly, the snow was piled 4 feet high at the end of the driveway and extended inward about 10 feet from the plow. I had to shovel in shifts.
I made a deal with the ex-owner of the snowblower, that I will call him if I need him to start it for me. It has a pull start that is testy. It's the old trapeziods acting up. I need to get 10 and 15 lb hand weights, otherwise I am going to sag. Lord, I feel old and boring. |
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