That foot and a half of snow - plus drifts - in the driveway was just getting to be too much to shovel along, and then I found
Woah! He sent a text saying that he and his pal were on their way, and they were shoveling machines! I don't figure they'll need to go to the gym again for a while. It would have taken at least a week for me to do what they did in half an hour; I used to be better, but losing my right biceps muscle really limits me in some respects. Cost? $15 an hour. They deserved more, so I gave them $35 and a Starbucks card, because they probably worked up a thirst and could use a couple of warm drinks.
We now have a clear driveway to the street, upon which I sprinkled the stuff that PBOT is still "testing" - rock salt. It's nice to know that we can get out and go to the store or whatever if we need to. Very nice guys, too.
Although I'd suggest not trying to mug them in a dark alley. Or anywhere else, for that matter.