Digging Out

This morning I was mean to my husband.

Well, not really.

I put on my coat, hats, boots, and mittens intending to go out and shovel the snow 12+ inches of snow. EJ said, “I don’t want you to shovel the snow. I will do it after breakfast. I’m starving.” I asked him what he wanted for breakfast and he asked, “What are my choices?” So I gave him some suggestions and told him that HE could fix his own breakfast while I went outside and shoveled the snow. EJ wants to do all the hard work for me but he suffers greatly from chronic back pain and shoveling the snow would not be good for him.

So while EJ got dressed and fixed himself breakfast, I shoveled the sidewalk from the house to the street and then I worked at digging out the Tardis Buggy and the HHR.  EJ came outside and wanted to borrow the shovel for a minute. I reluctantly handed it to him but when he headed for the sidewalk I reminded him that the Village always snowblows the sidewalks so he didn’t need to do it. I insisted he give me back the shovel and then I refused to let him have it anymore.

Our neighbor plowing near our stone wall where we often park.
Our neighbor plowing near our stone wall where we often park.

I went back to shoveling out the vehicles while EJ began brushing the snow off them. Our neighbor plowed out his drive with his tractor and then he came over and cleared a space next to our stone wall and also cleared the driveway between the vehicles. When he was finished, he went over and plowed out another neighbor’s driveway. We so appreciated it that we gave him a loaf of the bread I made yesterday as a thank you.

We came into the house and after we had rested a bit, I went out to bring in the day’s supply of firewood. The woodshed used to be a grape arbor. A couple of summers ago we put sides on it and had hoped to put a simple roof on it, but haven’t gotten to it yet so we just covered it with a tarp. When I opened the door of the woodshed, a bunch of snow slid off the tarp and gave me a frozen shower. It made me laugh.

After EJ left for work, I planned on taking Danny for his walk, but he seemed utterly uninterested so I decided to just stay home. I was sort of tired from all the physical work anyway.

We are still pursuing our dream. We are doing what we can to move our dream forward and asking God to please handle the rest for us because here are a lot of major things that need to all come together for it to happen. We are all really excited but also very nervous. Sometimes we think we can’t do it and other times we say “We can DO IT!” This could be a wonderful thing or a disaster so we are taking a risk. Sometimes it feels to me like the old “Let’s Make a Deal” game show. Do we risk what we have and choose what’s behind the door? Or do we take a chance on a dream? It’s really sort of scary, but then I think that maybe I am ready to have an adventure.

EJ and I are not normally risk takers. However, we have felt in the doldrums for quite some time. Doldrums means a state or period of inactivity, stagnation, or slump. Interestingly, the Doldrums is the region of calm winds, centered slightly north of the equator and between the two belts of trade winds, which meet there and neutralize each other. The crews of sailing ships dreaded the doldrums because their ships were often becalmed there, making no progress. That’s how we’ve been feeling. We’ve been wanting to do something new, to have fresh winds fill our lives and move us forward.  


2 Comments on “Digging Out

  1. Yes you finally have your winter wonderland and it is so beautiful. You write so very sweet about EJ you are really his loving wife. Hope your dream will come true and will fulfill you all with great happiness. Love you all ❤


  2. Looks like the sun is going to shine again this day, and we too are thru of plowing and shoveling. Center your dreams and wishes with the Lord and we will keep praying for you all, love you and say hi to the men.


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