December snow storm

So we got a lot of snow yesterday here in Michigan.....about 5" where I live and much more if you head north. Not only was it snow, but it was wet and heavy snow. And when you work maintenance at a hotel, as well as help out at 2 other hotels, the muscles get a bit sore after a day of it!

Growing up, my sisters, dad, and I used to have to shovel the church sidewalk--especially on Sundays--early in the morning. It was always a good workout and most of the time nice to be outside.

Yesterday was not so fun.

Going from hotel, to hotel, to hotel (it equated to shoveling 5 hotels since we did our hotel 3 times!) can wear a man out. I am definitely sore today.

What is the point of this post? Actually, I've been thinking of my dad and how for so many years he shoveled the church by himself or with others. At twice my age, he was still shoveling hard. What a man. He never complained. Never delayed. Always did more than was needed. Was very thorough. Lined up others to shovel if he would be gone. Took the harder sections than others. Mainly, he never complained. Never. It wasn't a chore. It wasn't a pain. It was what he did. He was an amazing example to me of how to work hard and be a man. Do your job and don't complain. I have a part-time guy who works with me. Nothing is ever good enough. Things are too hard. He needs to take a break. I'm doing something wrong. I had such an example from my dad that I just don't have much tolerance for chosen inability.

I hope that I can continue to become more like my dad. I'll be a good man if I can. Thanks, dad.