"You will not plow me in dammit!" I swore to myself, and clutching my dented, worn out shovel, I stood in front of my mailbox and dared him to even come close.
Mr. Plowman and I had a little staredown until he wisely (probably married and has received this same look from his wife at one time or another) veered into the middle of the road steering clear of me until he was way past me and then went on his merry way.
"Bastard" I muttered and continued to shovel.
One of the reasons I'm so pissed is because my mailbox was beheaded by a plow in December and had been hanging on by a thread even after Hans' and my attempt to keep it in place with huge tie wraps (or zip ties or whatever you want to call them) until it can be permanently fixed this spring.
Our feeble efforts lasted until today when my mailbox finally gave up the ghost and toppled into the snow!
An hour later along with two wire coat hangers, wire cutters, string, screw drivers, a hell of a lot of swearing, and completely frozen toes and fingers, I think I secured it (until the next snowplow that is!).
Then another plow came along and I was ready to give him the finger even though he was on the other side of the street. He rolled down his window and told me to get in my driveway.
Since he had the advantage of driving a huge weapon and I only had my trusty shovel, I obeyed.
Then he carefully plowed out the end of my driveway making two very close passes past my mailbox (very important here) without hitting it, and saving my poor back from breaking any further.
I'll throw out my voodoo plow truck later.
This seriously cut into my packing and moving time and after standing on a heating pad to thaw my feet I was ready to go again.
Oh yeah, I had to use a heating pad since I couldn't run hot water in my bathtub. Why? Because I just noticed that my tub has a leak and is leaving a lovely stain on my ceiling tiles in my family room downstairs!!!!!
I'm almost delirious with all the fun I'm having!
This is my mailbox after I tied it back on with string.
It was too wet for Duct tape!
It's difficult to see, but this is my driveway as seen from the road (and from inside the vehicle).