Like most of the east coast, I’m currently snowed in. We got between 12 and 18 inches, depending on the spot in the yard, and got another inch or two this morning. I was wise. I canceled my appointments for this morning. The roads haven’t been plowed, it is still snowing, it’s not good driving conditions. My mother …
Well, she decided to keep the appointment to take one of the cars in for work on the engine. Therefore I had to follow her in the other car. We had to go down our mountain. About half the way down there’s a woman walking a dog. The dog isn’t on the leash. My mom stops. DEAD stop. No time to react on a snowy hill. I go straight into a ditch. I’m fine, the car’s okay, but I’m angrier than hell. One little honk on the horn and the dog would have run. You just don’t come to a dead stop with other traffic behind you on a snowy hill.
We got down the hill and the main road wasn’t plowed. We got to the highway and it wasn’t plowed. We had a miserable ride to the car place. There was no place to park at the car place. We got back on the road and barely made it back up the hill to our house. Just a miserable day all around.
Yesterday, I proved I’m an idiot. We got all that snow. I don’t let my mom do the front yard because my mom doesn’t know how to shovel snow. She knows how to move snow, sure, but she doesn’t know how to pace herself, to stop and drink water or how not to overdo it. So I go out there and I start shoveling. I’m pacing myself. I’m shoveling shoveling shoveling. I’m making a perimeter around the cars. Shoveling like mad. The hood in my sweat shirt falls down over my eyes, I’m dripping with sweat. I go to move the hood out of my eyes and BLAM. I see stars. I almost fall down. I’ve run head first into the car’s mirror. I have a nice big welt on my forehead.
Spent most of yesterday in a total daze. So I’ve proven once again what a total idiot I am.
Was there ever any doubt?
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