This, ladies and gentlemen, is my back deck. I haven't gotten to it yet, because I spent most of the day yesterday digging out the driveway and a path to the front door (thank God the garage door opened, or I'd still be trapped).
My neighbors - who are amazing people - all banded together, sharing snowblowers, offering help, and without them I would have never gotten dug out. God love 'em.
I'm telling you, if I ever win Powerball or Megamillions, I'm going to fly in a team of shirtless, kilted Highlanders to shovel my snow for me every year. Every. Year.
But until then, it's all on me (and my marvelous neighbors) and today, I'm feeling it. The back aches and the arms feel like spaghetti, and my hands are cramping in agony as I try to type. So this will be a short post.
I know I normally do a "Resource Monday" but I didn't have a lot of time to research over the weekend while we were in Blizzard mode. I'll try to get something up later in the week, if I can get my hands to function normally again.
Stay warm, folks. More tomorrow, after a day of endless Advil.