In former days I would never shovel until it had stopped snowing. Today I have shoveled at least four times already - hoping I get it up before it is too heavy to lift. Mostly though I do it for the kids. The two old guys really need some help getting out and getting it done. The younger ones are so spoiled they have to be urged to do what's right and proper. My life revolves around their idiosyncracies and needs. And there's not much else that has to be done to keep me from simply curling up and watching the snow fall. All that shoveling and I'm already too tired to read without falling asleep.