Snowhell

So, remember all those lovely, semi-poetic things I said about snow in my last post? How I loved the quiet, the pretty cardinals, etc. etc.? Well, it turns out that all my postive feelings about snow are completely predicated upon having a FUNCTIONING SNOWBLOWER!!!

I spent two and a half hours shoveling yesterday after the auger on my snowblower decided not to augerate. That's two and a half hours of my life I will never get back. And then it snowed some more last night. And it's going to snow more on Tuesday. And the hardware store says it will be two to three weeks before my machine is fixed.

I hate snow. Snow sucks. STUPID SNOW!!! Yeah, and Happy Winter to you too.