Annoyed

I realize I am one of the oldest people at my company (Yes that's saying something when I'm 35). But still... Boys... and I use that term generously...

Just because you are tall enough to trudge through the 2 feet of snow in our tiny front walk and can open the door against the snow, it doesn't mean you shouldn't then pick up the shovel that's inside the door and then SHOVEL the said snow so that those of us who are not you can get into the office as well.

I'm really sick of being the one who comes in after all y'all do and having to then shovel. I'm just saying. I'm in just the right mood to say something about this situation.

Back to writting

I'm returning to the weekly writing attempt. My partner in the project gave me a topic to start the year with. So here it goes:

( After work )

*sigh*

I do not think I am allowed to have motorized landscape maintenance machinery.

When we last left the snowblower, the pin holding the one tire on had fallen out. I went and got a new pin to put tire back on. See here's the thing. Tire would not go back on. I had to remove a tube that was around the one part of the axil to make the tire fit back on and the pin go in.

Today I get home and there is enough snow for need of clearing. Start up snowblower. Starts fine. But it in gear and squeeze the go lever. It no go forward. It no go backward.

Turn off big machine, take tire back off, try put metal tube back on. Tire still not fit. Take tube back off, put tire back on and use physics (as in lean down and push) for machine to go forward and clear driveway enough to get car in.

I finish up and run out of gas.

when I get back this weekend from 12th night, I'll get gas then call Ron the mechanically inclined neighbor who tried to save my lawnmower despite my supreme efforts to kill it to see if he can figure out what's up with the beast.

Packed

Garb, clothes, dog - all things necessary are packed for the weekend. Just need to load the car. That will happen in the morning.

I should bring a small portable crochet project to to keep my hands busy while sitting in meetings or chatting.

Garb ended up being a old purple russian overgown that I have. Everything else I pulled out just made me go "Nah".

So I'm pretty much set.

I'm off to relax for the rest of the evening.

Toodles all.