Photo of the Week: First Snowfall of the Season

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    First snowfall of the season.

    This is what I woke up to this morning… That’s the view out of our back window.

    According to my wife, I apparently, to my own benefit, slept through the snow plow driving by at 3:17 am. That’s not usually the case.

    Now, you don’t think that I’m about to go out there and shovel my walk, do you? On a Sunday?

    Please…

    I mean, since becoming debt free we’ve started frequenting the opera.

    Opera-goers do not shovel on Sunday.

    And who could forget that we hire out the task of picking up our fallen leaves?

    Obviously, we’re too “well-off”, now that we’re debt free, to shovel our own snow…

    I kid.

    Can you imagine actually being like that? I certainly can’t.

    Now it’s not a lot of snow, maybe 3 inches, but it was our first accumulation of the season.

    I was actually pretty excited to get out there and shovel — using my favorite shovel that was doomed to plaster duty just last month. I’ve missed that shovel — for snow NOT plaster.

    Twenty minutes later, the walk and the driveway were clear.

    As I said, it wasn’t a lot of snow, but I’m glad my first snow shoveling expedition of the season wasn’t one of those monster three hour projects at the crack of dawn before a long day at work.

    That’s never the way to start a day.

    Neither is being awoken by a passing snow plow at 3:17 am.

    Thankfully, neither happened today.

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