Monday, December 27, 2010

I kept telling myself, "Do Not Hate This Snow."





I opened the side door to take a look. It didn't seem too bad, but it wasn't good.
After I made a path down the drive and did my sidewalk. I calculated some time. I then texted my direct supervisor and told him that I would be late.

I could have just left for work, I did was I was obligated to do by city ordinance but I like helping out my neighbors and I also wanted to finish the drive.

I finished my drive and made a path from the drive to the front door.

I then did the two neighbors to my right. I usually do more but I figured I did enough. I still had to get to work because I'm essential.

Oh, well.

...

"The phone's for you."

"I'm coming."

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sometimes it's ok to hate the snow. It is beautiful, though.

Green Catfish said...

The wind was swirling and often it would hit me in the face, I wondered how someone could help me warm them up, I think thighs were involved.

Anonymous said...

Thighs were definitely involved.