29th January 2019
Well I wanted a bit of snow, and boy did we get some last night. All the hard work I put in yesterday was wasted, as I had to do it all again. On top of that there was wind, so with each scoop I scooped, I got half of it back.
I worked in the house as much as I could sanding and staining trying to keep ahead. Kelli had to take her mother to the doctors, not the best day to do that, but she drove slow and careful.
“Put these gloves on they’ll keep your fingers warm as toast” Kelli said. All I can say is they didn’t. After half an hour each finger was like a stick of ice. A large dew drop hung from my nose I wasn’t sure what to do with it, should I wipe it on my sleeve, or my gloves? I decided to see if it froze on my face, but it didn’t, so that theory went straight out the window. I also wanted to find out when the dogs went for a piss, would that freeze, and stick them to the ground? I tried that, and nope! No luck there.
We were expecting people to come and collect items that Kelli had listed on Marketplace, and that was the main reason why I was up early clearing the snow. I asked Kelli to cook me an amazing breakfast to make the sacrifice of working in the Artic conditions bearable. I was shovelling away for about an hour with the thought of hot food driving me on.
I had expecting a call from within to summon me to the table, where a plate of hash browns would take me to breakfast heaven, but no, I had to wait till I was exhausted, and barely able to stand, with the remains of my dew drop still on my cheek, before this treat was available to me.
Oh, and all the people failed to turn up.
Another Lifetime to go 