The snowbanks are taller than I am now. My stairs have disappeared and we walk in on a level path instead of walking up and down 4 steps and a landing. Every time the plow guy comes we have to shovel the snowbank he plows in front of the steps.

This morning when I got home from work, I had to shovel UP before I could get in the door! (The man is away at his mom's taking care of some family business or he would have done it before I got home)

The cat sat on the windowsill and watched me shovel down to open his door. He has a tunnel now that goes uphill to get out the door. He didn't go out, he went in the litterbox and eyed me distastefully when I came in, as if it is all my fault, then went back to bed and crawled under the blanket.

I'm sick of winter!

We had to have our roof shoveled and de-iced for only the second time ever. Bob is so sick of shoveling, he's ready to throw rocks at the meteorologist (as if it's his fault).

And we're up here in the north, where we've had it "easy" in every storm. I can't even imagine what people are doing in this winter's snow belt.

Remember last Summer, when we were wishing for a LITTLE snow? Now I'm wishing for a little Spring......

My Gramma always said..."Be careful what you wish for".

Had to drag DH to the chiropractor. His neck was way off due to looking up so much for roof raking. Then he climbed up and finished off the middle sections. A house in town collapsed due to the weight.

The mailbox is buried, and we keep having to unbury it if we want mail. The minute you finish the driveway, and come in the house, take off your boots and sit down, the snow plow will come by and plow in the driveway again.

I used to be so excited by winter, now I see it as a pain.

Last night it started blowing hard with the cold front coming in. The temp dropped like a rock to several degrees below zero in what felt like 5 minutes.

I had to work, and when I went out to warm up whatever car I could get out of it's parking space, I found that a giant drift was forming at about an inch a minute halfway up my 50 yard driveway/road.

I got the mouse car started and tried to pull it out to the drift so I could shovel and have a place to get warm. I got halfway past the Lincoln....and got stuck. No forward, no backwards, no go.

I had to shovel that car out every two feet. I finally got to the drift, ripped off my ankle length wool coat and started shoveling. I finally got the car out of the driveway, had to walk all the way back to the house to get my stuff and lock up, turn off lights, etc.

By the time I got back out to the driveway, it was as if I hadn't shoveled that drift at all. Fortunately, my car was on the other side of it! I got home this morning, and that sucker was about ten feet high. My car's on the other side of it and I am hoping I will be able to find it when I wake up later today...

I hate winter.

Seventeen inches of snow yesterday.

~ Faith