My husband is out of town and we had enough snow that I had to clear it. So I called my husband to figure out how to turn the stupid snowblower on, and then it got really loud and I couldn't hear him tell me how to run it once it was on and I figured i'd just wing it. But I didn't get much done and it ran out of gas or something. I was very cold as I couldn't find my hat and my gloves aren't made for that kind of thing. It is my new least favorite thing in the world to do. I prefer changing poopy diapers. I will gladly change a thousand poopy diapers before doing that again.
He's sending his friend (LSE) over to finish the driveway and sidewalk today.
This should probably be in anything goes but all people involved are Delta so I put it here.