It was lovely at first. Christmas morning, large fluffy snow flakes coming down. Before long, the world was coated in white.
Then I got over it.
Boxing Day (day after Christmas, for those who don’t know) it was still snowing. Ordinarily, this wouldn’t be a problem, except for the fact that the idiot property maintenance people I hired neglected to add me to their snow removal list. It took two phone calls and a great deal of agitation to get the goof to clear my driveway. At 1:00 in the morning. And he did a crappy job.
Today, I set about to do my chores and poof–there goes my windshield wipers. Dang. (I must admit that it was my fault; I get impatient waiting for the defrost to work, and work the wipers while they’re still stuck to the window.) Off I go to find a full service gas station, and to my dismay discover that there aren’t any–at least I couldn’t find any. So I decided to visit the car dealership across town (driving all the while through snow covered windows), and of course their service department was closed. The salesman suggested I go to Canadian Tire (which is also across town) and by this time I think I’m pressing my luck. Is that two-foot pile of snow on my roof going to decide to plop down on the windshield NOW? It didn’t–and Canadian Tire put on my new blades and fixed up the screwed wipers. Yay Canadian Tire.
When I got home, I continued painting my kitchen. I’m using Annie Sloan chalk paint and I love it.
Again, crappy photo but you get the gist.
Until next time, stay warm!