Our first assignment as a married couple was to Dayton, Ohio. I was excited to see a new place. We both grew up in MS, where it's hot and the pine trees do not change color. Moving to Ohio was going to be a big change, at least for me.
We moved there early January 1983, found a little apartment to rent and settled in, used furniture and all! I couldn't wait for some snow. I was downright excited to see snow. We really didn't see a lot of snow down in MS. One morning while Stan was getting ready for work, I looked outside to see our first snowfall. It was so pretty. I don't remember exactly how much we got that time, but enough that the roads, grass and cars where completely covered. I quickly put some clothes on and told Stan that I would clear off the car for him. Did I mention before what a wonderful wife I am??
I was wet and cold and having a blast!! It was so much fun for me. I enjoyed it and couldn't wait until it snowed again!!
That was then. And now...26 years later? As I look out my window this morning, I see lots of snow. I see snow still coming down. Snow that is supposed to keep falling down for another 36 hours. My back is already hurting just thinking about having to shovel. Now don't get me wrong... I really do like the snow. I would much rather be cold than hot. It is so pretty looking at it clinging to trees and rooftops. But these days, if it has to snow, why can't it snow when my husband is home to shovel the driveway?? I really think he plans his trips by watching the Weather Channel. How else do you explain him always being gone during these storms?
I wonder if I can fake a sickness so that Megan would have to shovel.
Cough, cough, sniffle....
Definitely worth a try!!
Good luck with that!
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