We got blasted with snow yesterday and last night...about 5+ inches according to our expert opinion.
All morning we've been going back and forth with J to figure out if she's going to be able to make it and if I can even make it out of our neighborhood to get to work. The plows haven't yet been through the side streets and our drive isn't scooped. We have a service that comes out and does it for us, but they aren't the quickest so I found myself contemplating scooping and just as quickly as it entered my mind, I quickly dismissed it.
Nick bundled up to shovel a quick path for Maya to be able to get down to the yard to do her business...and I asked him why he wouldn't just go out and scoop the drive. He all but laughed in my face.
After he came back in he asks, "do you think I'm less of a man because I don't scoop our drive and hire someone to do it instead?"
Me: "no, not really. I wouldn't want to do it either."
Him: "good, because I went to college so I wouldn't have to scoop sidewalks."
Oh, so that's why you went to college. Thanks for clearing that up.