Brian
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Well it's officially snowing it's ass off here in north Idaho. Not nearly like last year, but enough to put us out of the woods for a few days whenever we have a storm. A guy can only clear so much brush when it's 4 degrees and snowing I guess.
Truthfully, I wish it -would- dump on us like the end of days, like it did last year. Last year we were over our heads in snow. And that was great: I had some plow work, but more importantly we got to shovel roofs off. I was making $20 an hour, as many hours as I could possibly go for, shoveling snow off of schools and administrative buildings. And truthfully it was easy work...I was never really cold or wet thanks to winter boots and coveralls, and we didn't have to wear earplugs so the day wasn't so monotonous. But, I don't think we'll get that this year.
So I guess it's time to collect my meager unemployment and try to sleep through being depressed. Last year hit me -bad- when we were out of work. I didn't really know what to do with myself without having work to go to. I don't usually like getting up in the morning to go do our thing...but I downright -hate- waking up knowing that all I probably have to look forward to is going -back- to sleep and waiting for my fire pager to maybe go off. It really made me appreciate my job this summer even more than I appreciated it before. Because I knew winter was coming and we had to make the best of our time. Almost every Friday I'd try and get the boss to work Saturday, to the chagrin of my coworkers who insisted I needed to find something to do besides get up for work every day. But now here we are...wishing we'd worked more Saturdays.
I do have more plow work than last year. But still not enough to call a job. It's enough to have my ass out of bed at 4 AM to go do one parking lot.
And to top it off no lakes are even frozen yet. Can't even ice fish.
Anyway...I'm done whining. Guess I'll go back to bed now
Truthfully, I wish it -would- dump on us like the end of days, like it did last year. Last year we were over our heads in snow. And that was great: I had some plow work, but more importantly we got to shovel roofs off. I was making $20 an hour, as many hours as I could possibly go for, shoveling snow off of schools and administrative buildings. And truthfully it was easy work...I was never really cold or wet thanks to winter boots and coveralls, and we didn't have to wear earplugs so the day wasn't so monotonous. But, I don't think we'll get that this year.
So I guess it's time to collect my meager unemployment and try to sleep through being depressed. Last year hit me -bad- when we were out of work. I didn't really know what to do with myself without having work to go to. I don't usually like getting up in the morning to go do our thing...but I downright -hate- waking up knowing that all I probably have to look forward to is going -back- to sleep and waiting for my fire pager to maybe go off. It really made me appreciate my job this summer even more than I appreciated it before. Because I knew winter was coming and we had to make the best of our time. Almost every Friday I'd try and get the boss to work Saturday, to the chagrin of my coworkers who insisted I needed to find something to do besides get up for work every day. But now here we are...wishing we'd worked more Saturdays.
I do have more plow work than last year. But still not enough to call a job. It's enough to have my ass out of bed at 4 AM to go do one parking lot.
And to top it off no lakes are even frozen yet. Can't even ice fish.
Anyway...I'm done whining. Guess I'll go back to bed now