To town is out, shower is out.

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I about blew a gasket just getting the machine started.  Then, running the machine was a bear.  Wet snow indeed.  Thankfully it had not frozen.  More, since I removed much of it, the sun looks to be attempting to finish the job.  Busted me down though.  I overdid by a lot.  Oh, and I am up three and an half hours beyond my best effort in weeks.  Sweating and huffing, but it was a lot of work.  But, that is it for today.  I might watch a couple episodes of the Bab 5 series, I am almost threw them, again.  Well, it's something to watch, do, while I limp back into my pole position. 

I love it when I work like that.  I just wish I could do it for more than an half hour to forty five minutes.  I liked when I could do this for hours.  Full throttle, bust a nut, jump until you fly, all out.  What I did today wouldn't have counted, and wouldn't have taken nearly that long.  But... given my condition, that I can push until I'm throwing off heat like a wood burning stove, sweating like onions in a hot pan, and thumping like bad weather was on the way... I'll take it.  Plus, the drive is done, mostly.  What remains is too thin for the snowblower, too wet for the broom, and too little for the scoop.  So... I just have to hope the sun will get it.  I have done what I can.

Tomorrow, hopefully, I'll be able to get out.  I have a bill to pay, some returns to make, some shopping to do, and perhaps a bit of business to attend.  Oh, but I might be able to make a few phone calls today.  Crap but it piles up when you are down for a while.  On the good side, I actually notice that there is a pile, and I am pretty sure I'll... get to it as quickly as I can.  Not bad.  Oh, well, might as well take a shower, once I cool down and stop burning.

Later.  Later?  Nah, good night.