Lest ye think I exaggerate or have little recourse for complaint regarding the snowfall this winter, I hope these two pictures suggest that I have good reason.

The above is the car in the driveway. Note that the shovel to the right is about four feet tall. That would make that snow bank pushed against the neighbor’s garage about six-and-a-half feet tall. Yesterday, I had to flatten parts of this bank into a shelf so I could drop more snow on it. There simply isn’t anywhere else to put it.

See? Nowhere to put snow. Those mountains on either side of the driveway can’t be built upon without them collapsing. That means the only real option is heaving the snow up and over these walls (which are about 5′ high). You ever try to throw wet, heavy snow over a five-foot wall? Believe me, it gets old fast.

To be clear, I like winter. I like snow. And yes, sometimes I even like those bracing, cold, single-degree days. The problem is that this winter has snowed non-stop and the days in between have been bitterly cold. It’s a bad combination. It wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t have to shovel, but I do. Which means it’s bad.

Current Mood: Tired of Shoveling |