|Turns out, this guy was modeled after a real person!|
I got out there and shoveled, also. My arms hurt. My legs hurt. But, hey, exercise! Larry was off work today (nothing was open, because no one knows how to plow the streets around here), so we're having a hard time remembering which day of the week it even is. Monday? Tuesday? Who cares?
Real life will start up again soon enough. There's a dentist appointment on Wednesday (tomorrow? Day after tomorrow?), and a history class that is held here on Thursday, and all the rest of it. But for now, we have this wonderful snow-filled caesura in our lives, where all that matters is dry mittens and hot cocoa and walks along car-less streets between towering banks of snow. It's like a vacation, only less expensive and more peaceful. And NO CAMPING.
I'll take it.