The Life and Times of S

So I worked a twelve-hour day today. Then drove my very good friend form work, T., home. I was looking forward to coming home to a nice hot shower and my very own comfy bed while I drove. But when I turned into my driveway, well, almost turned into my driveway, I noticed the 4-foot high pile of snow at the end of it.

I sighed.
And then I shovelled.

All of it. Every last bit of it.
All by myself.

I know its an everyday thing for most of you. But its not for me.
I'm strangely proud of myself now.

I guess shovelling comes with life in Canada.
I really don't know what I was thinking.

posted by S @ 8:47 PM