I hope someone else got a face full of snow today

My dad always says that if you want to sleep well at night, do something during the day.

I decided to take his advice today as last night I didn't get a very restful night's sleep and kept having funky dreams. I didn't scream at little old ladies, but I did end up in a play written and directed by David Hewlett and couldn't remember my lines and at some point during the night, I went to Little Cesaer's with a bunch of guys from the Sopranos.

Anyway, instead of belly dancing today, I decided to shovel snow since we got about four inches of it. I figured on just doing the back steps, the front porch, and the driveway where my car sits. I'd have done the whole driveway, but I can't work the snowblower.

It was cold (the temperature actually dropped about four degrees while I was out) and it was windy (I know this because the snow I shoveled kept blowing back into my face), but I was sweating. Took me about twenty minutes to do it all. It was a great work out.

And I have no doubt I'll sleep tonight.

I was ready to sleep before I even got the shovel put alway.