I went to bed panicking last night after seeing the car so heavily buried in snow, and realizing that some horrible person had STOLEN our good shovels. They left us with one crappy broken one. WTF?
In Canada, that is the equivalent of declaring war. It is absolutely never ever ever done. It's just wrong. Like stealing water in a desert. And in downtown TO, snow's a real problem anyway since we have no where to put the snow with our tiny narrow lots, and back laneways, and the fact that we have no ditches, no strip of grass between sidewalks, and for us, no garage. And unlike other municipalities like Ottawa or Montreal, our city does not take away the snow in dump trucks and put it on fields or in rivers. Instead they just pile it on sidewalks and hope no one sees it. Rather inane when it piles 6 feet high....
My husband took the boys in to school by subway, I am screwed for getting groceries, and Christmas shopping, and going into see my Doctor and doing every other damn thing I needed to do today. And for various reasons, like my amnio Wednesday, and tomorrows hair appointment, today is the last full day I have to do anything substantial like shop.
And do you think my bloody husband and sons actually shovelled anything necessary yesterday? Oh no..........THAT would be sensible. Instead they shovelled the front walk and steps. A place only the postman ever goes. And no other soul on earth. We go out the back to our car parked in the laneway, or we walk down the laneway, to the main road. The front door is basically decoration. Useless and now fully shovelled, using the shovels of neighbours who kindly loaned us theirs. Someday someone has to explain the point of having male children and being married to a male if they don't actually do what they are supposed to, namely, kill vermin, shovel snow, and protect their pregnant wives and mothers.
I have never felt so vulnerable and trapped in my life. I hate this. I want to have another full-blown tantrum. It won't help the situation, but it might make me feel better.
(I just got an email from him, and it took 45 minutes to get a train, hellllooooo, I told him so!!!! Always always always take the car in this weather....my eyes have rolled so far back in my head I am now looking out the back of my neck! Worse, Kaz is going to be very very late for his bus to go on a school trip to see a play downtown. This whole thing is a disaster.....an utter complete disaster.)