Okay, I’m ready for spring now. I’ve had enough.
Our total plow bill for the past few storms is $320. Who knew snow could be so expensive? That’s just our house. We haven’t gotten the bill for dad’s house (which is still on the market – Win the lottery and buy the lake house!). Wish we would win the lottery, ummm, not that I play… Moffett does, but no big bucks, yet.
A friend wrote about putting on her cute ski pants, adding lipstick and convincing a passing plow truck to plow her driveway for $20. I don’t think that would work for me??!! There are NO “passing plow trucks” here on our road. I have no “cute” ski pants. Lipstick just isn’t going to do it. Oh well.
The roof is a whole ‘nother story. It’s gotta be cleared and Moffett has hired someone to do that. He’ll be here tomorrow. Well, maybe, as they’re forecasting another 3-6 inches of the white stuff. We’re (royal “we” as I’ve never attempted the roof stuff) getting too old for this. He (the hired/paid shoveler) will also do dad’s house.
Two years ago we were getting ready for dad’s funeral. Our driveway was practically non-existent due to the huge piles of snow that were everywhere. We asked the church’s “plow guy” to come and clear it away as we had no room for extra cars. He came, he moved snow and then sent no bill. When we called and asked for the bill, he told us he’d read dad’s obit and so his work was a gift to dad’s service. (Yeah, still makes me tear up.) We sent him a check anyway but it was really, really nice. I love living here in our small town!
My cousin, Jerry, sent the SNOW photos below. Enjoy!