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Early in December I was looking at snowthrowers.
The one I had at the old house is a huge electric-start gas-powered Toro workhorse. It could easily handle snow up to 18 inches deep, and cut a 2' wide swath. But it needed constant service. Carburetor cleaning. Gas carrying. I needed something that big to handle the 350' driveway.
The current driveway is maybe 50' at most, and we aren't as likely to lose electricity in snow as at the old house, so I was considering a smaller electric snowthrower.
Just before the Christmas blizzard, I decided to buy one.
Ha! There were no snowthrowers left anywhere. They had been replaced by spring gardening equipment.
What? That's worse than clothing stores where you can't find anything warm after mid-January! We hadn't even had our first snow yet.
So, online.
It arrived this morning.
We had snow almost all day yesterday, but it was light and didn't stick anywhere but on the existing snow. More snow today. A few inches might start sticking by this evening. So I need to go out and buy an outside 50' extension cord.
Then I'm ready.
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2 comments:
Too funny you brought up some of these points, because when we went to the store today, they had some winter stuff on clearance and bathing suits out for sale at full price.
Oh, man, I've got an electric weedwhacker, and I wish I had a dime for every time I've run over the extension cord with it.
Then again, I'm an idiot.
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