Winter is here and it's been a whopper. Lots of freezing temps and lots of snow. During the holidays I thought to myself, "Oh I hope it snows for Christmas. Snow is so pretty". Well it did snow and hasn't stopped.
Snow is not so pretty anymore. It's freezing, slushy, heavy and wet.
Snow is very cold on my bare feet while running down the block in my pajamas chasing my dog who escaped through an unlocked gate.
Snow makes a very loud thump when it slides off my roof scaring the hell out of my dad. He thought someone was trying to break into the house and had his 44 ready and loaded.
Snow hides icy alleys. When I chased Wilbur down the alley this evening (another escape) I hit an icy patch, flew two feet into the air and landed very hard on my ass only to have to get right back up and continue the chase.
It's very hard to carry a 50 pound dog down an alley and back home in a foot of snow.
Cars get stuck in snow when pulling out of my garage. They get stuck so bad I have to call my dad to maneuver while I shovel and shovel and shovel. It's a lot of hard work to dig my car out and especially very stressful when Wilbur keeps escaping down the icy alley.
Snow causes my car to get stuck and me to miss meetings.
I cannot drive my car up an icy ramp. It just keeps sliding down - backwards.
Have you ever tried to keep a kitchen floor clean when there is snow outside? Don't.
Ever try to find a pile of your dogs poop in the yard after it snows? I can't, until I step in it or when shoveling I hit something "hard, frozen and very stuck" to the sidewalk.
The mail man will not deliver my mail if he cannot see my stairs.
The mail man cannot see my stairs if I don't shovel them.
I don't like shoveling.
I don't get mail sometimes.
Next year, I hope it doesn't snow for Christmas. I hope it's sunny and 70 degrees.