6th January 2022
Today would have been my Dads one hundred and fifteenth birthday, happy birthday Ted.
Snow continued for most of the day, a good twelve inches when it stopped. I decided to clear the driveway with just a push style shovel, which is a pile of crap. I started off well, scooping and flinging the stuff to each side of the drive. After about ten feet along the drive, the weight started to tell. Considering I had talked about my mortality yesterday, I thought my time was up. I was gasping and sweating, it would not have been cool to have pegged out in a half finished driveway. I persisted and reached the truck then stopped.
The man next door was using a snow blower, he breezed up and down with ease, I was using him as a pacemaker, I think I kept up pretty well.
We loaded the mid century dresser into the truck just to get it out of the garage. Kelli plowed ahead with painting the big heavy bugger dresser we picked up from the side of the road. Which leaves me rushing with the top.
Another Lifetime to go 