Yesterday I shoveled snow to clear the sidewalks and in front of the garage. Today the sun was shining, and the snow was melting, so I decided to clear the end of the driveway. Two days of hard labor to clean up after our last three inches of snow.
Now, as I look out the window, the sun is hidden behind dark, heavy clouds that are dumping snow all over again. It's not in the forecast, not for today, not until tomorrow night, and into Friday. Yet, here it is, and it's coming down pretty heavy.
Once again, some meteorologist's pants are smoking and likely catching on fire.
Time to retire for the night. Yes, I was tired last night, and I'm retired tonight.
My Grandma used to say, "Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man feel healthy, wealthy, and wise." It never made sense to me, but she said it quite often. Anyway, I went to sleep early, and I was up early, and all it makes me feel is tired. Of course, it was early in the morning (3:00) when I went to bed, and it was early this morning (7:00) when I woke up. Not at all what Grandma meant, and I don't think the six, maybe seven glasses of brandy helped me feel healthy, wealthy, or very wise this morning, either. But they did have me feeling pretty damned good before I went to bed.
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