To the heavenly complaint desk, with much respect,
I realize and enjoy the beauty of freshly fallen snow. And I appreciate the seasons as you, Lord, make them turn. I even like the occasional exercise that snow-shovelling provides. However, 3 straight days of shovelling my driveway has me a little tired, sore, and frankly cranky. And yet, the snow keeps coming.
Lord, would you mind dumping a little on my family in LA? They don't hardly get enough. Oh, and some snow on the Alps I'm sure no one would mind. If you could just divert those big stormy snow clouds over Lake Michigan (leaving them there) I would be very thankful.
You see, Lord, I'm spending a great deal of time in the car trying to get around in this fluffy white stuff. Craig has had it even rougher! No commute should ever be over 2 hours! So as I look out my window to my previously cleared driveway, and it looks like I haven't even begun, I respectfully BEG for relief.
Your humble snow shoveling servant,
Jennette
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