I think 50% of the gas I used today was to spin the tires freely.
I got stuck three times today because of that cursed snow!
Once in the driveway, once on the road in front of the driveway, and, uh, once again in the driveway.
I hate snow.
Some people look at it and they see a pretty white blanket of…whatever.
I feel my back start to go out.
We’re now #2 on the worst years for snow. I understand that we need about 90 more cm before we reach #1.
That’s an accomplishment I can live without, thanks.
I suspect that I should wander off to bed.
Since I’m mostly dead.
I also wonder if I should clean out the kitty litter?
Think it’ll go another day?