I was doing dishes a few minutes ago when I suddenly heard the roaring and coughing of an engine out in the garage, and went to investigate. I found Curtis hard at work fixing our very-sick snow blower, in an effort to get the driveway cleared of nearly two feet of snow. By the look on his face, I think the roaring of the engine finally starting was a good sign. :) And yep, this is after already putting in a long day's work with the medical studies.
I snapped a quick (and blurry) pic...
By the way, this is what our trees looked like this morning, hence the need for the snow blower:
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