Just spent the past hour shoveling all this snow that's fallen on my property during Nor'easter March 2001. Today wasn't as bad as it was a few days ago, when I spent nearly two hours shoveling extremely heavy snow.
I used to say that shoveling snow builds character. Forget that. I have enough character.
I do enjoy the feeling I have after shoveling snow. It's like a workout. I get home, and even though my chest is heaving with exertion, I have a super feeling of accomplishment.
I don't have a tremendous area to shovel. But I also don't have a snow blower either. My neighbors have been kind enough to offer me theirs, every once in a while. More often than not, though, my three shovels are enough to get the job done. (I have a long bladed shovel for moving large amounts off the beginning part of my driveway, a straight shovel, and a 'bent' shovel for reducing back strain.)
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