A little napping accident

I thought that, good heavens, it must be morning – early in the morning, but morning nevertheless. No, it was 10:30 pm, still Friday night when I looked at the clock. I had been reading, stretched out and covered up and I do remember my eyes feeling heavy as I finished my book. So, I just put it down and closed my eyes and ACK!  I shall call it my powerful nap, because I think a power nap is supposed to be measured in minutes. Let’s just say my endurance at this endeavor is inspiring.

Dayton was having heavy, wet snow right at rush hour and so Der Bingle is coming in the morning. When I talked with him around five, he said the radio reported 30 accidents in 30 minutes. Maybe he decided to read a bit and then powerfully napped as well. Just a thought.

The entry to our driveway has become one big icy hump, I think caused by the downward slope of the driveway and the constant pressure of cars passing and pushing snow upward. This afternoon, after having banged in once again, I went out with my shovel and literally walloped the hump, then scraped some loosened parts off. At one point I felt like a little blue furry Grover standing out there, remarking, “Do you know that ice is very heavy?” in my little Grover voice.

I would get a some oddly-shaped frozen chunks of slush on the shovel blade and then carry the blade part like a serving tray to the mounds at the side of the drive. This was not a pristine moment: the snow was blackened with exhaust and there was no stillness of really cold winter air . . . because it was 20 degrees. 20!

Too bad I’m in the city limits, I think it might be fun to load a shot gun with rock salt and repeatedly blast the whole area. Now, officers, that was just a thought. Just a thought. An intriguing one, perhaps . . .

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