I fought against it for as long as I could, but I just couldn’t hold it off any longer.
I shoveled the driveway. Today wasn’t the first snow of the season, but it was the first snow that needed shoveling. I didn’t want to, but I just had to.
I am happy that the first shoveling didn’t happen until the later half of January, but I am sad that it still had to happen. Maybe we’ll get lucky and it won’t happen again until after our new windows are installed next month.
Cross those fingers, kids.
Inside the Red Head's Head 