With the final clearing of the back porch and two exits, I have spent 3.5 hours over the past two days moving the snow. I have not cleared off the car as it was not wonderful driving today due to the snow piles taller than the car at corners and along streets. Walking was bad enough, but I felt more in control there. I will admit that tonight my back is a bit sore -- a tired, overused muscle sore. My neck feels the stress of lifting and carrying snow. Even my feet feel they've had a major workout. So, less snow would be best. Frankly, if Spring arrived in the morning I'd be one ecstatic individual <smile>.
I've chosen a song that seemed to fit the thoughts I've had today -- and those I've seen and heard from others. It deals with something different than what is happening with me, but the anxiety and anger are the same. Enjoy!
Under Attack -- ABBA
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