OK, I am not so much a fan of this snow any more. I went out to clear my walk and discovered it is not nice snow. It's nasty snow.
Jan: *picks up shovel, scoops up snow, flips it to the side*
Snow: *sticks to shovel*
Jan: *shakes shovel*
Snow: *sticks to shovel*
Jan: *whacks staff of shovel on hand railing*
Snow: *falls off shovel, half landing where the original shovelful came from*
You can see where this is going. It didn't help that I was using a spade, because someoen stole our snow shovel out of the carport. Just walked off with it. We didn't even notice until the first time it snowed, at which point someone went to pick up the snow shovel and... it was gone. Nice.
The walk is more or less clear, but I am Not Happy. And I ran out of the melty stuff that keeps the remaining slush from freezing up.
Time for a nice cup of tea...