Sleeping in the Shed
So we got about a foot of snow here yesterday. This kinda sucks on a Monday morning but hey, this is New England, expect no less. OK so I get all decked out in my snow blowing gear and head out to the shed to fire up my trusty Ariens. What I find is that my snowblower is apparently having some sort of identity crisis and has decided that it's a bear and is going to hibernate for the winter and nothing is going to rouse it
including my half hour of yanking at it's pull start and swearing. My snowblower...I love it, I hate it, I'll name it George. It does this to me every year; first major storm, it runs and hides and I end up shovelling. Hummmmpfff!!!