Hear Me ROAR!

So yesterday I did something totally out of the ordinary for me: I shoveled the driveway.

I know what most of you are thinking...lame. But what you don't understand is this is a huge accomplishment for me. You see, in the VW household, we have rules. I don't do "hard jobs." This generally falls under the category of things that are too heavy, complicated, or boring for me to do myself. These are Joey's jobs, and are usually filed under: mowing the lawn, taking out the garbage, cooking meat on the grill, plunging toilets and fixing things.

Call me lame. Call me a wuss. Call me a diva. Whatever the word, I don't care.

However, yesterday I had the extremely rare urge to do something physical. Jillian and I are fighting, so I don't dare pop in 'The Shred'. And I'm pretty sure the treadmill wouldn't recognize my tennis shoes if I even tried to hop on it. The next best thing? Shoveling snow!

And so, I did. And it was rather satisfying.

Don't get me wrong, though...it's not something I will do every time. It's still a "hard job." :)