Maybe I should put this in the Global Warming thread?
Diary of a Snow Shoveler
So… we moved to North Dakota this fall. Everyone said summers are beautiful and winters are magical. We thought, “What a perfect place to live!”
Dec 8: First snow tonight the wife and I sat by the window with our drinks, watching the flakes drift down. Looked like a Christmas card. So peaceful. So romantic. I love snow!
Dec 9: Woke up to a winter wonderland. Shoveled the driveway for the first time in years felt like a kid again! Then the snowplow came and buried it all, so I shoveled again. Twice the fun! Life is perfect.
Dec 12: The snow melted.
Kinda sad, but the neighbor says not to worry — we’ll have more than we can handle soon. Can’t wait!
Dec 14: He wasn’t kidding. 8 inches last night, -20°, and the wind’s trying to kill me. But wow, it’s beautiful. Also… the snowplow buried the driveway again. I’m seeing a pattern here.
Dec 15: Forecast says 20 inches coming! Bought a 4x4, snow tires, extra shovels, and stocked the freezer. Wife wants a wood stove “just in case.” I told her we’re not in Alaska. (Famous last words.)
Dec 16: Ice storm. Slipped and fell on my ass spreading salt. Wife laughed for an hour. Love is cruel.
Dec 17: Power’s out. Freezing. Should’ve listened about that stove. But I’ll never admit it.
Dec 20: Another 14 inches overnight. Shoveled ALL DAY. Snowplow came… twice. Tried to hire a kid to help — they said they were “playing hockey.” Yeah, right.
Dec 22: 13 MORE inches. I’m starting to think this snow isn’t as “romantic” as I thought. Spent 45 minutes dressing to shovel, then realized I had to pee. Undressed, peed, redressed, and went back to bed.
Dec 23: Wife asked me to hang Christmas lights. What is she, insane?!
Dec 24: Broke my shovel. Had an out-of-body experience watching the snowplow go by again. I swear that guy waits around the corner until I’m done.
Dec 25:
Merry Freaking Christmas! 20 more inches. Snowed in. Watched *It’s a Wonderful Life* for the 47th time. I think I’m losing it.
Dec 27: Pipes froze. $4,400 later, they’re fixed. Still snowed in. Still married… somehow.
Dec 29: Neighbor Bob says I should shovel the roof before it caves in. Hahaha. Dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.
Dec 30: Roof caved in.
Beat up the snowplow guy. Now he’s suing me. Wife left for her mother’s. Nine more inches coming.
Dec 31: Burned what was left of the house. No more shoveling.
Jan 8: Feeling great. Love these little white pills they give me here at the hospital.
...Why am I tied to the bed?
Moral of the story:
Be careful what you wish for!