It should have been a restful day…
SNOW DAY! More sleep…no kids…quiet day…
But NO! My parents’ gargantuan driveway of death awaited me!
Oh god! It all aches! My shoulders…my arms…my back…
There isn’t enough A535 in the world to soothe my muscles. I must have filled the bath tub with a metric tonne of epsom salt!
The moral of this story? Snow is evil. The devil. The bride of Satan! Hate winter. Hate it hate it hate it! Screw snow days. Bring on the heat and humidity! Think LONG AND HARD about my upcoming HOT English vacation…
I must now go in search of Tim Horton’s coffee…need drug of life…
