Its not even December yet and I've already had enough of snow.

In the more abstract sense I don't really have anything against snow. It serves a useful purpose and when things are blanketed in white, it can look every peaceful. The problem however, is that the stupid crap has to be shovelled.

Okay, I learned my lesson. You can't just, not shovel it, because that creates even more trouble than getting out there and doing it. Its just that, there are times, when you REALLY don't feel like shovelling snow.

Today was one of those days. There wasn't that much snow. It wasn't going to take that long to do. But I had to give myself a very long and considered pep talk before I could force myself to do it. My legs were not up for shovelling snow this afternoon.

But its done and I actually feel better for it. However, if all the snow were to now melt, it would not hurt my feelings in the slightest.