Last week we had three days of shoveling in a row: one to shift our existing snowbanks a few feet out to make space for more, and the next two, clearing the fresh snow that came in two big drives. I love snow as much as the next person, but this is all getting a bit ridiculous, if you ask me. Also, my back hurts. I'm not in my twenties anymore, d'you know. Then on top of that I get viciously attacked by the local militia!