Monday, December 27, 2004
Snow. Lots of Snow.
I am trying to psych myself up to go out and shovel the eleven inches of snow from around the cars. Not to mention cleaning it off the cars. Yay for snow rakes!
The cool thing is that the end of each driveway has been plowed quite well. If I wanted, I could hop in the van and back right out. Walks? It should be interesting to see what kind of job Slacker Dude did on those.
I’m going to leave my Sentra where it is in the upper driveway, until after Slacker Dude and the other tenant have shoveled out their own spots. Help get them used to not stealing mine after it’s the only cleared spot, as happened last winter. They’re less likely to steal a spot in the lower driveway, and I can always leave it obstructed by moving the truck slightly. It’s worth the trouble to train them.
Meanwhile, Slacker Dude didn’t put the rubbish out two weeks in a row, and before we put out any Christmas trash (besides the box for the rolling butcher block-like counter/storage unit I got for “Deb” for the kitchen, which I used to make a shelf across two overflowing barrels to hold more bags on top), it’s already as bad as it got last time he went this long. Except the animals haven’t torn into it this time. So now the mountain of rubbish is buried under mass quantities of snow, and will be even more fun. I feel bad for the trash pickup guys. The week after Christmas is already the biggest of the year. From us they’ll have the Christmas excess plus two weeks worth.
Someday he’ll learn. I was a twenty-something “kid” once myself.
In case you’re curious, here is the original Mount Trashmore. There is this much there now, so it’s comparable. We have a big green bag, three grocery bags, the box the spice rack came in, and will soon have another big green bag to add to the pile. Pickup is Wednesday.
Perhaps I’ll take some pictures of the snow here and post those eventually…