After working this last couple days all I really wanted to do was rest and enjoy my afternoon off. Go with a friend to a quick dinner (course with my band there is no longer is such a thing as a quick meal.) and get some shopping done for the week and hit the hot tub. Well I got 2 out of 3 done. The weather kinda put a damper on plans. Not that I mind driving in the snow. Ok, so now I am not nearly as fond of it some people. So rather that risk life and limb to soak in the hottub we made it home early. This also because I knew what awaited me at home with my parents out of town. Tons of snow (about a foot) still sitting in my driveway waiting for me to get home to get it done. Now it wasn’t so much the snow sitting in my driveway as the amount of hard packed snow sitting at the top of my driveway by the snowplow. This wouldn’t be a big deal if I had a nice level driveway. But of course, I have a driveway that goes downhill. So after the snow is done blowing and drifting, my driveway happens to look level. Ha!~
But again my concern was the snow packed by the plows at my approach. I probably could have (as my dad suggested) lined up with my driveway and plowed straight back into my yard and made it into the spot I normally park. Where you could still see evidence my car had once been parked 10 hrs earlier. I gave my options some thought with the resulting scenarios.
1) Back in as suggested by dad and get in just fine and unpack my purchases and head to a relaxing night as planned.
2) Back in as suggested by dad and risk getting stuck halfway into my driveway on the hard snowplowed snow in my approach. Spend hours shoveling heavy snow after from my car and still have to carry my purchases into the house immediately followed by collapsing on the couch (yet again!) with sheer exhaustion.
3) Park the ~Princess Mobile~ on the road for a while and start to shovel my driveway of my own freewill and remove the hard snowplowed snow before entering my yard.
As you can probably tell my my post title I did number 3. Plus doggone it I did more. After clearing out my approach by the road and making my way down to my porch and back twice with the shovel I decided to do a little bit more since I was already out there. I was already going to be sweaty and sore when I was done so why not make it worth it. And I did. I ended up getting so much done that I finished it! Nothing fancy, not nearly as wide as my driveway is without snow. But more than enough room for car and nearly the full length. I was able to accomplish something I don’t remember ever doing in the entire 7 years I’ve lived here. I was married the 1st winter, then after I got divorced my dad took over using a shovel or snowblower depending on the years (We are neighbors) and one winter a roommate/friend got the lovely job. Now don’t get me wrong, I have tried a few times over the years to do it myself. The first couple times I couldn’t do it. I am embarrassed to say it but I physically could not do it. That sucks when your in your early 20’s and can’t handle something like that. However, The last time I did try to shovel on my own. I got yelled at. It was a couple years ago and I felt bad because the snowblower had quit working. I took my cough medicine, bundled up like the kid in a “A Christmas Story”, stuffed my pockets with tons of tissues, and made my way outside. I was doing okay of a job. I got about 10 feet of my driveway done in probably a half hour. Okay, so my car was parked in that 10 feet area. But still I was on my way. Then I got to the point just beyond my trailer. Didn’t give it a second thought until my 2 minutes later my dad showed up. Took the shovel out of my hand and said to me “You need to get your butt inside. You don’t need to be out here doing this. Your already sick. Do you want to catch an pneumonia?” At least that’s how I remember it, the details are kinda fuzzy. I was on medication. J
That was it, my snow shoveling experience. And even this time as I answered about all the snow we had gotten I was still being told to not met with it. If my dad had his way I would have had my driveway plowed. But a girls gotta go what a girls gotta do. So I did.
My big point to all this? That I did it!! I was able to physically get the job done. I could not have been able to accomplish this before I lost weight. The Hottub is really calling my name now. But it will be so much more worth it.
What I found when I made it back into the house is a whole separate post.
Until next time
~Princess Jenn~
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