We wound up with over five inches of new snow yesterday and I faced the fact first thing this morning  – in my boots, pants, big red coat, blue trapper hat, gloves, aspirin and shovel. I now have a chute, canyon, whatever you want to call it in the distance of the driveway from the sidewalk to where I can actually reach the plowed street.

I myself have now wound up with no boots, no big red coat, no blue trapper hat, no gloves, no shovel and no pants – outer ones that is. Actually I also have no socks. I am all propped up in a warm cozy corner feeling very pleased with myself. I know it’ s Sunday,  especially a day when I should cultivate humble feelings, but I am bursting beyond that with the Woo Hoo of the scooped out driveway. With all that I took off, I did add a fuzzy Aleve I found in my pocket to my actual body where, I am hoping, it will make getting up to hunt for new pants something I might consider.