Who Plows, Who Doesn't

It was 6:30AM.  Ted had taken most of the covers. At least he wasn't snoring. I was awake but so wanting to get another 15 minutes to 1/2 an hour of rest, but it wasn't going to happen. My mind began going over the day ahead. I surrendered and got up, brushed, washed, got dressed.  It was 11 degrees.  Not as bad as the past few mornings.  I decided it was going to be a walking day meaning minimal amount of jogging, if any.  So the direction option was up the very steep hill of Sherman Drive (south).  As we approached the [...]