Thursday, January 27


18 months in, and the only problem we have with our house is one of location.

Being next door to a government building means that the snow ploughs wake us up at 3am.

Luckily for me, I'm still jet-lagged. I hit the wall at 8pm, and go into an instant snooze. So when the ploughs start their scrape concerto I'm ready for my first cup of coffee.

I was out with the shovel at 4.30 this morning. The only 2 other guys on the street had snow blowers. Pussies!

A little later I was on the road heading for work. The guy was ploughing as I hit the parking lot at 6am.

2 hours later and another guy just got in. Man up folks, and get your asses into work!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Looks like a seagull just pooped on your lens...