Since he lost his driver’s license, Jim has been dependent on me for rides to and from work. Some days I really hate the job. Yesterday was one of those days. It snowed most of the day, not hard but steadily, enough to leave about an inch of white powder to be brushed off the car before I could pick Jim up from work. The roads were terrible, freeway traffic plodded along at about 30 m.p.h. and visibility was near zero. It was the kind of day where, had I a choice, I’d have stayed home.
An End In Sight?
Once again, it’s Groundhog Day. Got your shopping done yet? Neither do I. Today a small furry rodent will …
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