This snow storm that fell Tuesday night was completely different. Nice and peaceful without all the drama. There’s nothing better than waking up to a super quiet day after a fresh snow fall. The snow kept falling all morning long and there was so much of it. Granted not all the other snow melted, but the snow banks were up to my waist at least without any shoveling and after the shoveling they were almost taller than me!
Now I used to help with the shoveling. It was our job growing up and the only yard work I enjoy (I hate raking, think I mentioned that before). But my landlords got a snow blower a few winters back so I got to be all toasty and enjoy being bundled up in a big old snow hug.
I came out of my cocoon late afternoon after everyone was done with moving most of the snow and worked on shoveling my car out of the snow drift it was in. I’ve come to love shoveling in the early evening night. There’s something peaceful about this other end of the day. The roaring of the snow blowers have died down and there is something about shoveling under the stars.
Now I have to admit that I’ve been lax in my physical labor routines. I have none, so shoveling three feet of heavy snow onto a snow bank that is almost over my head was no easy feat. But I would shovel some, take a breather, and then get back to shoveling. And got three sides of my car cleared, and entered through the passenger door and I was able to drive my car out of the spot. Instead of parking it somewhere so I could finish shoveling the last bit of snow that was on the driver’s side, I impulsively decided to make a run to the grocery store. I had run out of eggs and milk and brown sugar which makes my breakfasts very hard to make. Granted the store is just around the corner and would only take a two minute walk, but I decided to drive.
No worries, I made it to the store no problem, but the plastic part enters in here. I forgot to bring my plastic cards – credit or debit. I almost turned back, but I scrounged up some money I had in the car and entered the store (which was surprisingly open). It was very strange to shop with a limited amount of money. I don’t think I’ve done that (sans vacations) in a very long time. It was a very weird feeling. I had to keep track of the total as I added items to the cart and was surprised how quickly I maxed out of spending money. I use the plastic credit card very responsibly and never spend beyond my means, but there was never a specific limit. There is a general limit of don’t go crazy buying the super-pricy items (like my favorite juices – Naked and Odwalla). And the fear that you’ll get the total and you’re short ten cents.
All in all it was a very different day – opened my eyes to my money spending ways and gave me an invigorated sense of completion seeing the massive amount of shoveling I did in my corner of the drive way (granted the area isn’t massive, but the banks I was shoveling too were high – did I mention that?) I had that pleasant sore arm feeling the next day.
And the irony of it all was I decided to park my car facing out as I figured it would be easiest to get it unstuck from the snow this way. Well, unfortunately my landlord got a little too close to my car door with the snow blower and damaged it. I can’t remember if I’ve mentioned it before, but the driver side door has been bugging the hell out of me since I got the car - the color is off and it’s the first thing I see when I glance at the car. But I’m sure it’s ridiculously expensive to fix. And the nick from the snow blower? It’s on the passenger side front door. Wrong side – should have had the car the other way around and I would have gotten my door fixed (maybe). Now I have two doors that are going to drive me nuts with the imperfections. Sometimes I miss my pretty plastic car. Oh, and it could have been worse - I could have parked in a spot on the street that someone else cleared and come back later to find my tires slashed. True story - just happened to some dear friends in Somerville yesterday - who knew?!
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