Shoveling out

Washoe Valley, Nevada, is known as a wind tunnel. Drivers passing through are often stopped because of the gales from the west that scream down the Sierra mountains. 

From time to time, the wind drops an abundance of snow at my door, like a shining gift from the dark clouds above. While Reno and Carson City receive inches of snow, I’m blessed with two feet or more. The wind is smart. She knows where my driveway is located.

I’m an old-fashioned guy. No fancy snow blower for me. I possess several varieties of snow shovels to accommodate the depth and moisture content of the white stuff.

I absolutely love to shovel the snow. My four white Swiss shepherds romp all around me as I start to make a path. I take frequent hot chocolate breaks. Little by little, a wide strip of blacktop is uncovered. 

Shoveling is one of two work details where I immediately receive a sense of accomplishment (the other is ironing). I feel pretty darn good when I see the proof of my labor.

I’m looking out my window facing west. Dark clouds are moving fast over the mountain range. The wind is stirring up once more.

Darn it. I’m out of hot chocolate.

Author: Don Kuhl

Don Kuhl is founder of The Change Companies® and Train for Change Inc.® He has authored hundreds of Journals that have assisted over 10 million people in making positive life changes. While Don was aging (think of a side of beef at a fine restaurant), he managed motel properties, started several sports publications, worked in college and health care administrations and started about a dozen corporations. Some of them failed miserably, a few flourished.