Snow May Be Pretty But I Hate Shoveling It

We have enjoyed warmer than usual weather the past few days.  The rain on Monday washed the last bits of snow away.

This morning it was snowing. No big deal, The weather man said it was going to be less than an inch....

My brother calls me and tells me that I do not want to go today.  It took him forever to get down the hill.  People were sliding all over the road.  It took him over 2 1/2 hours to get his job in New York.

Early in the afternoon the snow stopped, the temp went up to 35 and the snow was melting.  On my way upstairs I noticed it was a complete white out.  There is more than an inch of snow on the ground.  The steps are disappearing and the trash cans need to go out.

So I grab my shovel, and make a trail to the street.  There is no way I am going to get my little car out of the driveway.

It was snowing so hard, the wind is blowing and its getting dark.  I made a quick retreat into the house.

Ok snow, you beat me.