Optimism In Two Feet Of Snow

So, another foot of snow just fell on my home in South Ontario and I could not be happier. I was up at three in the morning, watched my favourite show then bundled up to start moving some snow. Normally I absolutely hate freezing my butt of in the sub zero temperatures but today was the exception. I would not say that I was having a great fun time but I was truly optimistic and enjoying the exercise that I was getting. I can’t say that I truly understand my feeling of joy towards manual labour but it was just simple and easy work that takes absolutely no thinking at all, just doing.

I normally spend my time stagnating in front of my computer with little or no exercise at all. My usual exercise for the day is walking up and down the stairs in my house. It is mostly because of winter and I am kind of hibe
ating but I usually stay indoors because there is nothing for me to do. I’m not too much of a hermit or anything but I just prefer to stay comfortable and warm in my house rather than outside spending money and possibly getting myself into trouble.

So last night before I went to bed knowing that there was already a foot of snow on the ground and that I was going to be responsible for the rest of it in the morning. I thought that I promised too much, but almost as soon as I woke up this morning I was out there shovelling. To my surprise there were other people out there doing he same thing. It was four in the morning, I was surprised that anything or anyone was moving at all.

I decided to write about this because instead of my usual pessimism, I was happy to be up and working hard first thing in the morning. I’m probably going back out there in an hour or so. I just looked outside and there is another layer of it on the ground. Only three inches or so but still enough for me to have a reason to go outside and get some much needed exercise. I guess I’ll just have to wait until the snowplough eventually goes by. Then I’ll have a good excuse to head out there instead of just going out to clear away a light dusting of powder.

My back is kind of sore but it worth it because whatever doesn’t kill me only makes me stronger. I hope that there are others that feel the same way that I do about bad situations like this one because I have never seen anyone smiling while shovelling snow. Sometimes you just have to see the bright side of everything that you do and hopefully your can live a long and very happy life.