I come here and I complain about not exercising. My motivation has absconded (possibly for tropical climes). Plans keep going awry.
Often, when I come here and complain, I realize why things are working, I correct, and go on my merry way. At least I think that used to work? But that's not happening.
So I give up. Meaning I don't want to talk about it anymore. I will still try to figure this out. I was actually feeling a bit more energetic this weekend, which makes me a little hopeful. And I am going to leave it at that for now.
In case anyone is interested, we had 6 feet of snow land on us in February. It's been pretty impressive, I must say. I was pretty okay with it, but I am ready for it to start melting a way, and for the weather to start warming up now. I am getting tired of winter coats and boots, and the cats have definitely had enough.
I gave in and shoveled a path on the deck a couple of weekends ago...
So that the cats could at least go out and scratch their deck post.
Then it snowed some more, so last weekend I shoveled again. Notice how the steps down from the deck end in a drift now?
But it was at least a sunny and relatively warm day...
I think Frank is maybe catching a whiff of spring in the air?
And then it snowed some more, so I went out and shoveled again today. We've had a few warm-ish days, and I can definitely see that the snow on the deck is shrinking a bit. The deck stairs still end in that monster drift, but I have hopes that spring is coming.