...shoveling, that is. Man alive so many different parts of me hurt, it's preposterous.
I mean, in reality, I feel pretty good about it. I'm not nearly as crippled as I would have been say, forty pounds ago, but last night my joints were snapping like Jiffy Pop.
Got a lot to do today but I have to feed the kiddo lunch first and then we run our errands.
Also, it would be good to wait until a little ice melts so I don't have to skate to the car.
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