It rained all day on Sunday and all the water froze into a sheet of ice. School was cancelled today. Again. The temperatures were going to get into the 40s today, so I sprinkled a generous amount of salt on the skating rink that was our driveway and I left the house at about noon and hoped for the best. I did have to put some salt and sand behind the front wheels of the car to get some traction because the car spun its wheels a little trying to manage the slight uphillness of our driveway and I did fall on my ass while getting said salt and sand, but no matter, it would be fine when I got home. As I came home after dark, I was hopeful. All the driveways I passed were clear of ice! Our driveway certainly must have melted itself. Clearly I was in denial, our driveway is in shade most of the day. Luck was not on my side today. I came home and it was still an ice rink and now the temperatures had dropped below freezing. So Vince and I scrapped the driveway. Yes, Vince helped me in shorts and bedroom slippers. Well until he didn’t help me anymore which was less than 25% into the deicing project. Somehow, now that he is certifiably bigger than me, can I feel more resentful that he doesn’t do more physical labor for me? I have a full grown teenager on my hands, he should be doing all the shoveling, icing, mowing and raking, right? I gotta figure that out.