But I’d be o.k. if that didn’t happen for a while.
Earlier this winter, I had a pin break on my snowblower, so it wasn’t able to work at it’s optimum ability. The broken screw had become lodged in place and I was unable to get it freed and replaced with a new one.
Yesterday, my Dad came to the rescue with his expertise in repairing things; an ability he did not pass along to his only son. And even though I’m now ready to tackle the driveway the next time mother nature does her bidding on Connecticut, that doesn’t mean I’d willingly welcome another dumping.
I have a spare tire in my car, too, but I don’t have any desire to put it to use anytime soon. Same thing goes for my snowblower! Thankfully there’s nothing in meteorologist Bob Cox‘s forecast that indicates we have anything coming soon, like we did in the picture above from 7 years ago this past weekend.