- Observed weather report. Looks ominous.
- Put BBQ and hammock away…damn.
- Watched snowflakes innocently drift to ground.
- Find Sorels.
- Brush off car.
- Look for snow shovel. Seems to be missing. Write off snow shovel. Will buy one tomorrow.
- Take dogs for walk to IGA to buy wine. Mum says never to endure a snow storm without bottle of red. Pinot if possible.
- Brush off dogs. Curse liquidification of snow.
- Wore Sorels during The Simpsons – enjoy warm toes.
- Watch snowflakes pile up. Look again for snow shovel. Still missing.
- Begin to worry about location of snow shovel.
- Brush off car.
- Note snowflakes sticking to ground. Like magnets. Heavy magnets
- Laugh at neighbor shoveling. Pretend that I wouldn’t be shoveling if knew location of shovel.
- Brush off car.
- Go to sleep.
- Sleep peacefully.
- Awake at 6 a.m. Answer partner’s question- “no, I don’t know where the snow shovel is.”
- Shuttle neighbourhood to work in truck.
- Ponder writing poem about the glory of 4-wheel drive.
- Find avalanche shovel in basement.
- Move neighbour’s Chevy Aveo (aka “Rollerskate”) from parking spot to Broadway in under 45 minutes. Feel surge of pride. Exchange high-fives.
- Eat 3 eggo waffles and drink 2 cups of coffee.
- Mop floor. Dogs love snow.
- Shovel with avalanche shovel. Get laughed at by neighbour.
- Curse neighbour and his preachy snow shovel.
- Leave early for work.
- Get stuck on Rock Creek road behind 16-wheel garbage truck trying to do a three-point turn Austin Powers in Alaska style. Take photos with phone. Send photos to Rollerskate Neighbour.
- Arrive at work. Tally up snow throughout day. Do little “actual work.” Blog. Dream about skiing.
As I write this, there are two guys with boards hiking up under the triple. There are lots of closer places to ride (especially since the lifts aren't running), but these guys are here, decked out and hiking up. nice freshies, guys.
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