Melting.....not!!
Mark was out there yesterday ...shoveling through 3 inches of ice in our driveway. First I laughed, then I thought of the following
The Myth of Sysiphus - The gods had condemned Sisyphus to ceaselessly rolling a rock to the top of a mountain, whence the stone would fall back of its own weight. They had thought with some reason that there is no more dreadful punishment than futile and hopeless labor.
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You know there's another way of looking at that myth: Albert camus thought of it like this (and i'm paraphrasing, of course) : If all there was to Sisyphus' life was rolling that rock, he had a choice,even still. He could deny that existence, and be punished, or he could embrace it, and learn to take joy even in futility: to enjoy those moments when rolling the rock was a little easier, to marvel at the speed the rock attained as it rolled down, to bask in the rest as he walks back down to the bottom, and by doing so, deny the punishment.
I don't know if there's much joy in shovelling snow, but I suppose if one were zen enough about it, one could find it. Either that, or pay the kids....
The endless job of chipping away at the driveway ice (4 inches thick today) even gave us a chance to get outside in the balmy 30 degree sunny day! When it was 10 below, 30 is a gain of 40 degrees!
Thanks for the reality check.