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Jan. 18th, 2010 09:57 amI looked at the weather last night and it said something about a little snow, 2 inches or something. No prob, thought I, an excuse to go outside tomorrow. I didn't sleep well, which is always a bad sign. Not sleeping well this time of year means that my subconscious is bothered by the sounds of plowtrucks trolling the street. When I got up and looked at the car, it looked like there was an inch or two on top of the car, pretty, but not a burden.
Then I stepped out and watched my boot disappear into the foot plus of drift. The top of the car is high, the wind had pretty much cleaned it off. Packed powder combines the endearing quality of the wind whipping it into your face with the piquant flavor of a potential coronary event. Round one ended with the space around the van cleared, the space in front of the car cleared, and the deck and steps cleared. I certainly had gotten some good blows in against the opponent. I was winded, my arms were a little rubbery, but had taken no major damage. I returned to my corner hoping to get re-energized with breakfast, but before I could the bell rang (in the form of the plowguy making his first pass across the parkinglot), so I scrambled out of my corner head low, elbows close to my body, for round two.
The forecast for today now says 4-8 inches, we've got that and it's still snowing steadily. It's very pretty out there, but there will certainly be a round three today. I think I'll have some tea.
Then I stepped out and watched my boot disappear into the foot plus of drift. The top of the car is high, the wind had pretty much cleaned it off. Packed powder combines the endearing quality of the wind whipping it into your face with the piquant flavor of a potential coronary event. Round one ended with the space around the van cleared, the space in front of the car cleared, and the deck and steps cleared. I certainly had gotten some good blows in against the opponent. I was winded, my arms were a little rubbery, but had taken no major damage. I returned to my corner hoping to get re-energized with breakfast, but before I could the bell rang (in the form of the plowguy making his first pass across the parkinglot), so I scrambled out of my corner head low, elbows close to my body, for round two.
The forecast for today now says 4-8 inches, we've got that and it's still snowing steadily. It's very pretty out there, but there will certainly be a round three today. I think I'll have some tea.
