So winter came back to the Mohawk Valley and it came with a vengeance! I have never been so glad that I work a mere eight minute drive from home. Oh who am I kidding? love working so close to home each and every day, I’ll never get over it. Be that as it may, I am home. If only my dear husband was also home, my life would be perfect.
In the meantime, I need to make a blog post. I hate having a Non-Sequitur Thursday after I just had a Wuss-out Wednesday and there is every chance that tomorrow will indeed be Lame Post Friday. But here you have it. I am tired.
When I got home, I first took my dog, Spunky, for a short business meeting. I can’t say it was a walk, because he does not go far in this weather. In his defense, he is a very small dog with a very short haircut. I put his coat on him, but a coat can only help so much. After he had done his business and I got him back inside and dried off (as best as I could get him with a towel), I went back outside and shoveled the driveway.
I felt somewhat ineffective, with the snow still pouring down on me, trying to move what had fallen so far. There was not a whole lot to move, but I thought if I took out what was there, it might at least help. And it gave me some exercise. Back and forth, up and down the driveway I walked, pushing show. Every so often I stopped and tossed a shovelful to one side or the other. I also cleared the sidewalk in front of the house, although not quite as widely as the village sidewalk plow had done it earlier. I’ll just take another opportunity to deplore the pedestrians I often see walking down the road when there is a perfectly good sidewalk (please don’t justify yourself if this is you; you will not convince me).
So here is my blog post for the day. If only I could think of a punchy headline, all might not be lost. Then again, if the headline is as dull as the blog post, at least it is truth in advertising. I will try to come up with something better tomorrow. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.
Mohawk Valley Girl 