I didn't have a lot left to shovel, maybe another 10 minutes and I would be able call it a day. What you couldn't see was the tough week I had had. Or that I had spent several hours shoveling the night before, not just for myself, but my wonderful next door neighbours who never hesitate to help shovel me out every time it snows and who go above and beyond when there is something I need. (They are away this week, and although they would never expect it of me, it is the least I can do for them.) I slept terribly the night before, and was sore from last night's shoveling of five times more driveway than I am used to. Thank you for your kind act—it totally brightened up my day! —Thankful and Smiling