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<\/a><\/p>\n\u20131\u2013<\/strong><\/p>\n We got about as much snow as anyone did the other day, and now we can\u2019t find our garbage cans.\u00a0 Usually my husband shovels, but when his back is out and the rest of us are half dead with our post-strep throat cold which we picked up in the hospital when my son got his tonsils out \u2013 \u2013 well, then we call the plow guy.<\/p>\n Being a hard-working New England girl, I always feel guilty about hiring a plow until I see the work that he does, and how it takes approximately four-and-a-half minutes.\u00a0 Then I think about how it would take us approximately four-and-a-half hours to do a much crappier job with a shovel, and I think, \u201cThat is what money is for.\u201d\u00a0 He\u2019s cheap, too!\u00a0 And nice.<\/p>\n In fact, after he plowed, he told me that if we ever wanted work done on the house (last summer he converted our old shower into a laundry area), he would be happy to do it at cost<\/em>.<\/p>\n Why would someone do that?\u00a0 I\u2019m seriously wondering.\u00a0 Does he just like being with us?\u00a0 Or has he secretly spotted gold ore in the walls and wants a piece of it?\u00a0 Or what?<\/p>\n \u20132\u2013<\/strong><\/p>\n This:<\/p>\n