We had a massive snow storm last week and I had to shovel out my driveway. Twice. Once at night and once in the morning. See, my snow blower kept stalling out, and I had no choice. Our driveway is like 100 feet long with a pretty big area by the two garages, so…that pretty much sucked. The snowblower, meanwhile, is at a repair place, probably in need of a new carburetor. No big deal, but we got slammed with another two feet of snow a couple days ago. 3 hours of shovelling and a broken back later, I was ready to start looking at Duck vacation rentals. Maybe for the duration.

Then I took a moment to watch the news (something I usually avoid if possible to keep my blood pressure down) and found that several of our southern states also got snow. So, maybe the Carolinas are not so much the place to be after all. Especially after talking to a friend and coworker in Virginia who had a great story about being snowed in for a weekend by about 6 inches of snow because nobody had a shovel. Nobody even had a scraper for their car down there, so…yeah, roughing it.

On the shovel thing I had to be understanding, though. I mean, it’s not like I have a surfboard and a ton of beach gear in my garage, so…