Snow.......

I stepped to a new low for me and yet I feel invigorated! It had been a painfully long day that started at 5:30am and ended at 6:30pm with the "incident". To give the history of why the day was long let's start with when I woke up.
First --> Jumped in shower, got ready for work, put a load of laundry in the washer, took out chicken for dinner, woke up the two sleepy head children, cleaned snow off the Jeep, and left for work.Next --> tried to remain calm as I drove along side of dumb azz drivers that seem to forget how to drive in the snow. (HELLO - it snows here every winter so what is the problem)
Then --> worked all day, cleaned snow off the Jeep again, and drove along more dumb azz drivers to my doctors appointment, have appointment with this new specialist that had me come in for just a fricking consult (which I just know is going to cost me $300.00 and my insurance will not pay), cleaned snow off Jeep again, after that I drove along more dumb azz drivers to drop off some paperwork and go get the kids.
And Then --> Picked up the kids who by the way didn't have school so they were wild with cabin fever and I drove along more dumb azz drivers to go to the grocery store, we only went shopping for a few sale items, then I cleaned snow off Jeep again, went home, unloaded and put away groceries,changed from work attire to snow removal attire and proceeded outside to to shovel. I will note that having additional hands even though they are small hands definitely helps. Once outside I had to make the kids take off their gloves and "Rock-Paper-Scissors" for who got to use the orange shovel. (yes, that game is how we solve who goes first or who gets what arguments) I spent the next hour or so snow blowing and shoveling the 13" of snow we received yesterday for my house and of course I had to take care of the sidewalk for my 72 year old widow neighbor and for my neighbor who is on vacation in Florida. Since I have a corner house I already have double the amount of sidewalk as everyone else so that was a lot of snow removal that I did. I really don't like my husband working second shift cause I feel responsible for way to much.
And Then --> once in the house after the snow removal was done I had the kids do the wet clothes removal, I then changed clothes, decided chicken would take to long to cook so I made pizza, thumbed through the mail, and ran the wet clothes down to the laundry and switched over the load from the morning into the dryer.
AND THEN IT HAPPEN --> while downstairs doing clothes I heard it, then it felt like slow motion as I ran up the stairs as fast as I could and scurried out the back door only to witness but not be able to stop the city plow burying my driveway. Needless to say there was nothing I could do but spew many curse words and pick up a handful of snow make a snowball and throw it at the plow truck. Yep, had myself a bit of a fit on the porch cursing and throwing a snowball but for some unknown reason it felt invigorating launching that snowball. As I type this my defiant behavior of throwing a snowball still makes me smile. Thank goodness the kids did not see me throw that snowball or I would have to use the good old line "do as I say and not as I do."

The rather sad fact is all this happen on Tuesday therefore there are still three long working days ahead and the evil weather man says more snow by Friday.Again I am forced to remember that if I would have listened to my grandpa and not married a Yankee I wouldn't be up here in this fricking snowy cold state....................................