Wow, that was some work.

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Shoveling the snow, then salting the drive and walk.  The snow must have been wet, and some of it froze to the drive.  A couple of inches of snow, maybe, as well.  Pushing through ice can be a bear.  And the snow seemed a bit heavier.  Still, all in one go.  The sun is still shining, so with the salt it might clear things up even better.  I could not touch that bottom layer... or three.  Not thick but thick enough to be slick.  I really should find a bucket for the ice, waltzing with a forty pounder, on the wet rocks, well...  Still, all good.  Now I'll need to rest for an hour or two before, I hope, taking a shot at balancing the washing machine.

I really want that done, so I can check the pipe.  And I am really hoping that is good so that I can do a load or two tonight.  And begin digging through that whole ether clothing pile.  Well, and underwear.  I used to keep a month supply of unders but I have been getting rid of the Mogladishu type.  There is a certain age, for underwear, when they just... Gandhi comes to mind.  Just... not right, Western, civil, and I don't care if they happened to be hand spun.  Just... no.  So, I'm down to half that.  I keep looking for cheap, thick cotton, boxer briefs, that are good by product minus the cost of branding.  Most cheap are too cheap, most mid to pricey are trash too.  China doesn't fuck around with quality and price cutting.  They do both, save for branding.  They just don't seem to even know how to make quality garments.  Then again, one pair of true quality cotton boxer-briefs in America might be like, what, a weeks wages there?  Even their billionaires where the cheapest whitey-tighties, just tossing them after use.  Or using them somehow, they don't waste anything, not if cheap human labor is all that stands between making or saving a nickel.  There are things to be said for that, but not a whole life paradigm based on it.  Nasty.

Huh?  Right.  Yeah, a rest.  Maybe a show or gaming.  Then on to a bit more, or more and more, or maybe a lot more, work.  I may not be interested in frugality to a fault, or am I always able to do much work, but... I'm not a complete slouch.  Less so for War on wheels in a mostly dead body.  Heck, I am still hoping to kick out a light squad.  To it all?  I say...  Amen.  To you I say "later".