Its official, I am done with all this snow. I've always been a lover of the four seasons. I have never been one to want to snow bird to the south for the winter months. But this year, I have just about had it. There is so much snow to shovel, and no one knows how to drive in it and I really have just gotten to my breaking point. We had snow the last two weeks. This week it started Sunday into Monday and I was late to work. Tuesday it snowed all morning. Wednesday it snowed all afternoon. And Wednesday night into Thursday we got another six inches. This morning I got up at 530 to dig myself out. I went back in an hour later to take a shower and get ready. I got a call at seven that the clinic would be opening at ten instead. I made a cup of coffee and went back out at quarter to eight to dig again. By 845 I had dug and tried to move my car approximately a billion times. It would just slide slightly, spin it's wheels and mock me. I dug and chipped away at the heavy,ice laden snow and nothing. Of course it was the one time my neighbor wasn't home and I had no ability to beg for some kitty litter. I had already gone through all the profanity I knew and at this point came the tears. I just couldn't hold it in anymore. I was going to be late to work again and I had no one to help me. All I needed was a push. And at that moment I realized how great a boyfriend would have been in this situation.
After a fifteen more minutes, dripping with sweat and my fingers about to fall off, I got out and headed to work. In the seven hours at clinic, I saw ten patients. And lost a lot of patience along the way. I'll make my trek home and fingers crossed my parking spot is still there or there will be hell to pay. I'm looking forward to moving into the city next fall. At that point I will really need to have a boyfriend, or at least a garage!
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