This is the view I saw when I woke up Monday morning after I arrived in Rexburg and the Ministorage. I got out the truck with the plow on it and I plowed everything. Then On Tuesday I got to do it all over again. It is now Wednesday and I have plowed again. I even drove the plow truck to the gas station to fill it up! I felt so masculine. It is still snowing so I will get to plow again before dark. Oh, I forgot to mention, I also shovel the snow where the plow won't reach. Quite a feat for an overweight grandma that has never lived in the snow!
sounds like a blast. Yeah it is a totally different world down here. i am glad I dont have to plow anything. I put some picts up of Kelsie's Birthday. Have fun plowing the parking lot.
ReplyDeleteI didn't mind the snow. It was when the sky and the ground were like the same color (like your picture) and it stayed like that for weeks without a break that I started feeling claustrophobic. I think your brain needs variety of colors, and the sun. Grey is so BLAH!
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