Another 5-6 inches fell since yesterday. I'm so sick of shoveling. The piles are getting too high.
This is my mailbox, from behind (it is accessible from the front). You can barely make out the red flag and the wooden pole. I have to shovel the road in front of the box if I want my mail delivered.
Today is my Dad's birthday and I was a good daughter and called (but I was apparently a bad daughter because I didn't send a card!). He just had to rub it in that it's 74 degrees in Santa Barbara. No fair!
At least my editing is going well (well, it's progressing, anyway). I got more feedback on another contest (of course they looked at an older version than what I have now, but a newer version from the first contest I entered), and again, I have fixed some of the problems they saw with it. So, I'm still hopeful. Now back to work on it!
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