Saturday, March 02, 2013
...that's what I'm calling my marathon snow shoveling session. Luckily, the neighbor driving by with a snow plow on his truck felt sorry for the fat lady out shoveling all by her lonesome and he offered to blade the rest. Naturally, not until I'd been outside nearly an hour and a half, I looked a fright and wore myself almost completely out. But, I'm grateful because...we're not snowed in!!!
But, while I was getting my shoveling on I at least had great help.
That is when I could actually see her above the snow.
All in all not a bad day. I might even get in some yoga later because if I don't I'll probably hurt tomorrow. So far so good I'm feeling really great. I'm still continuing to impress myself with my progress and the fact that I'm no longer a weak, flabby blob. Nice to know I'm on my way to normal life. Life on a small farm is a hard when you can't even feed the animals without feeling tired. Maybe, just maybe I'll have an easy year!
Well, dinner is in the crockpot. Dishes need washed...but, first thing on my agenda is splatter for a bit. The trudging in the snow was tiresome and I need a rest.