Well, I just spent fifteen minutes attempting to shovel snow. Yes, attempting. The attempt was failed. I didn’t pick up more than a tablespoon of snow.
The plows finally came to our street and pushed a nice amount of snow in front of the driveway. I should have shoveled it immediately instead of waiting until the next day. The snow is now hard as rocks. The snow is so icy in our yard that I can walk over it and sink in — or even leave footprints. It’s as slippery as ice.
I couldn’t pick up ANY snow with my shovel. It was the most frustrating thing! I was trying to smash up the icy snow, but it was as productive as trying to smash a boulder. I think I’m going to need an ax to break up this snow! It’s supposed to hit 37 on Saturday so maybe it will soften up a little so I can shovel it then. I can another day without my car.
I can walk to run most of my errands, but the sidewalks are like skating rinks so I can imagine myself sliding back from Trader Joe’s and dropping eggs.
Stupid snowfall! We finally get some snow and it’s not even good snow! There will be no making snowmen or snow angels! A snowball fight could land in a concussion!Filed under Greater Boston Restaurants, My Life, snow |