Less anxiety this morning. I just returned inside after over an hour of snow shovelling. Bee's car was boxed in by knee-deep snow from the plows, but at least it was still there. That I had to clear out entirely by hand. The nice old neighbor from across the road, Marlin, I think Catie said his name is, came over with his snow-blower whilst I was shovelling. He did the deep stuff at the end of the driveway and the new deep dripst near the vehicles. I then came in with my lovely shovel and dug the cars the rest of the way out. I did not think ahead well, though, as evidenced by the fact that I neglected to sweep the drifts off of the top of my car until after I had shoveled the rest of the driveway, leaving me to re-shovel the driveway after sweeping off my car. Lovely.
But I feel good. I got a good workout for today (still sore from yesterday. I do think that I may need to find some other shovelling tecnique, though, as my hands are very sore. This worries me doubly since I have a history of tendonitis in my forearms, wrists, and hands.
Meredith has called once this mornign already to update me on her trip back here. I was out shovelling, but Catie took the call and gave me the message. :) My own built-in secretary.
I am sweaty and tired. A shower is in order. Anyone like to join me?