Evil

That's how I'm feeling now. I'm looking longingly at the Rio Grande beach photo on my desktop. I like bare ground and I don't like to shovel snow.

Spouse and did some snow clearing. Spouse swept off the cars and moved them to a side road. He cleared most of the driveway and the front porch area. The shovel he used, though, is the one for pushing light snow. This was no light snow. That shovel leaves a crust of snow everywhere which will turn to ice. We need to buy another scoop shovel because that's the best for a large snow dump.

I cleared the back porch and a path to the dish antenna. Then, out front, I finished the driveway on the other side of my car which was labor intensive because the shovelfuls of snow needed to be carried to the side-yard fence and flung over. My philosophy of snow removal is more Germanic than my spouse's. I enjoy the exercise of hauling the heavy shovelfuls of snow.

I always shovel clear a path for the mailman between houses and scrape down the front porch area. Can't have the postman breaking his/her neck.

On the sidewalk, I decided a one-shovel-wide-path was good enough. This is mainly because removing what the county snow plow put all alongside the sidewalk is more than even my Germanic roots allow me to endure!

The trash and recycle bins needed sweeping off and loosening from their snowy stranglehold. It was very satisfying to scrape the ice off the outside thermometer. Now we can see the temperature - 27 degrees. Maybe it was better to leave it obstructed? Ah, it's not that bad.

The next two days will be very cold which means we'll be living with the ice and snow for a while. As Mother Nature permits, I'll hack at the ice.

I wish we could clear our driveway like our neighbor across the street, a single woman who always scrapes her driveway clean clear down to the pavement. I notice, though, that today she only scraped clean a single car space for her boyfriend's car! She accomplished that this morning during the hellacious winds which probably explains the scaled back effort!

The evil part is that I'm going to go out to exercise soon - just walking around the downtown area - and I'm afraid of falling. I get evil if I can't exercise.