What is it that makes us one day wake up and hate something we once loved?  In my case it was winter!  And what are we famous for in Canada, especially in the winter time?  Well, "Snow" lots of snow.  Now since my head injury, or is it because of my age?  Did a switch just go poof in my body and say 'you are old and will no longer like winter'!  This I am definitely not sure about, because I used to prefer working in the cold!  And now I have done a complete reversal in my life.  This is not a good thing.  Especially if old man winter comes knocking on the door early!
  This morning when I looked outside, I noticed there was a fresh dusting of snow on the ground, again! Not enough to drag the shovel out, but enough for those that park outside, to grab their window scrapers and clear car windows, before they set off to the big city on their early morning commute.
  Now being "Canadian" where we like to promote to the rest of the world, that we live with seven months of winter (not true).  A stigma that was invented by our "American" cousins, which we decided early in our history, was not worth correcting.  Why?,  If our cousins knew how good we actually had it up here, we would soon become over populated with guests, that would not want to leave.  Yes we do get "snow", some years more than others.  We just have to learn how to train this stuff, (snow) to land where we really need it.  This would be scientific breakthrough, worthy of the "Nobel prize" for science.
  You can definitely see my dilemma, a good old boy from Canada, that somehow has lost his love of winter!  This is so, not "CANADIAN".  This morning I am on the sidelines cheering for the underdog fall, as they are about to try and push back with their limited defence, against old man winter.  Hopefully the injury riddled defence can hold him up enough, to at least give the little ones a safe and decent halloween!  This is my wish, one that would also make winter seem just a little bit shorter.
  Today Susan and I are going to move the pickup out of the back garage, as we have some trim boards to fabricate.  This is for our one pocket door between our kitchen and living room, and then one closet door at the back entrance.  Hopefully we can get this job accomplished by lunch time.  I believe this will be the final time the pickup will have to be moved, until I need to rip some base boards to fit for a special project after Christmas.
  Susan is up, it's time to give the deck a quick sweep, and head for the to-tub.  We must set our plans in motion for the day.  Minutes of previous meetings to be hashed over, and finally the executive decisions to be made.  Then we will be back on track for the day, at Building the Simple life..................