So how about that snow, eh?
I am convinced that nature has it out for me. Too many years of loudly proclaiming that when I am I homeowner, I’ll not do any of that boring-ass yard work like mowing and shoveling snow that my dad does. I’ll just pay kids to do it. It started three days before we moved in and mother nature was all, “Oh, you thought that sucked? Check this one out! More snow then you’ve gotten in the past 20 years!”
And not one damn kid has shown up yet offering to shovel.
Come summer, I fully expect a Day of the Triffids type scenario where all the grass starts growing at an exponential rate (as it seems everything does these days) and trying to eat me.