oy, oy, oy, oy, oy, oy!!!!!
Soooooo.....
I'm up here in Massachusetts.....
AND SO IS THE SNOW!!!!!
This is the view outside my Florida bedroom window.....
And this is the view I woke up to this morning in Massachusetts.....
That white stuff is
SNOW.....
I don't like snow!!!!!
This is the view outside my Florida living room.....
This is the view outside my Massachusetts family room.....
That's snow piled up against the door......
snow
snow
SNOW!!!!!
There is a reason I go away in the winter!
(but.....)
I love my family
I love my family
I love my family
I love my family
I love my family......
I keep repeating that to myself as I'm shoveling over to my parents condo,
as they lost their heat because their vent was covered with snow,
and I couldn't even get my storm door opened because there was a snow drift against it.
We (my fellow condo dwellers and I) were all told to be patient as it would take some time to dig us all out.
SOOOOOO.....
I removed the storm insert and climbed out the door to shovel the snow away from my door.
Then I started to shovel a path over to their door.
I had to get to them,
either to clear their vent and get their heat going again,
or to bring them over to my place.
SOOOOOO.....
I shoveled,
and I shoveled,
and I shoveled.
I got half way there and wanted to just
scream!!!!!
But!!!!
instead, I came back inside and called the president of the condo association.....
and wined pathetically!!!!!
which worked!!!!!
SOOOOO.....
We were the next to get shoveled.
And then the
WONDERFUL MEN
slogged around to the back of their house and cleared the snow from their vent!!!!!
And I was able to get their heat back on
(because I had called our heating company this AM,
and the tech guy told me how to.)
SOOOOOO.....
Now my folks are warm and happy in their place,
and I am warm and happy
(as much as I can be in the @#$ winter)
in my place.
Thank goodness my dad is on the mend,
and I can get the #$% out of here within the next couple of weeks.
My brother thinks I'm a woose,
but I think I'm just a delicate flower.....
On that note....
Later, Gator
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