I've spent every waking moment doing one of the following things: commuting through crappy weather; working; some requisite hours of eating/sleeping; clearing snow. There is so much goddamn snow (and, living on a farm, so much of it that I have to move) that I literally spent over six hours clearing snow this weekend. The path out to the chicken coop is like a trench, and I feel more than a little bit like Red 5 when I walk out there.
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