I was out shoveling snow on Sunday. We had snow overnight and we ended up getting about five inches of snow on top of the ice we got first. A
As far as jobs go around the house, I don’t mind shoveling snow. Karl and I had Kalissa’s boys here. Craig was working and Kalissa was driving home. I told Karl that if he watched the boys, I would go out and start shoveling. The way my house sits on the property, we end up having to shovel quite a bit.
We have the walkway by the garage and in front of the garage.
I hire someone to come and clean the driveway but he does it with a skid loader and can’t get all the way to the garage doors so we make two passes with the shovel there so he can safely remove the rest of the snow.
We have the front steps and the walk down them. We have the sidewalk along the front of the house.
We shovel a small walk from the sidewalk to the mailbox so that we and the neighbors can get to the mailbox without trudging through deep snow.
We also shovel a bit along the mailboxes so the mailman can get through after the road has been plowed.
Besides all of that…there is the back patio. When we first lived here I thought we could get by and not shovel that…but we couldn’t. Ruby would walk out the door and do her business right on the cement just feet from the door. ICK.
I thought it was just a Ruby thing so when we got Rosie I thought, she won’t do her business right on the cement just feet from the door but she did.
If there is snow on the cement, both of the dogs would do their business right there. If there is no snow, both will continue on and take care of business out on the shoveled off the snow that is covering the grass.
So, we shovel the back patio too. I went and shoveled the back patio first. I was about half done and I noticed closer to the house the snow was deeper. Then I remembered that the last time we had snow, I had shoveled more of it but I didn’t do the area about a foot or so from the house. I remember being rushed as the childcare kids were coming.
This time the snow came on a Sunday so… I have plenty of time to shovel so I made a point to get that snow that was close to the house this time. As I shoveled I notice that the snow at the bottom was yellow. Yep. Rosie had snuck up there and did her business. That reinforced to me that I really had to always shovel all of it.
I tossed the pee-stained snow out beyond the cement and into the area of the lawn. Boy, that yellow snow looked awful against the clean white snow. Quickly I got some clean white snow and shoveled to cover up the pee-stained snow. I don’t know why. I just liked the look of the cleaner snow.
That got me thinking about a blog post that Kalissa recently wrote that I thought was so good. You can read it HERE.
Kalissa was saying that she was at an event where people she knew were at. She was talking to them. People in the group started gossiping about a person that wasn’t there yet wondering if they would come. The person didn’t follow the regular path…that most of the people in the group did.
The person came and Kalissa, rather than joining in the gossip, left the group and went and greeted the person.
I remember the day Kalissa told me about this. I remember how hurt Kalissa was. I remember her saying that she thought her friends should have “grown-up” by now.
All of this got me thinking about that pee-stained snow. Why when people see something different or out of the norm they want to expose it? They want to gossip about it? They want to point out the differences in a hurtful way.
Why as people don’t we gather the good and throw that over the bad much like I threw the fresh clean snow over that pee-stained snow? Why when we are in a group of people we all too often don’t stop the gossip? I’ll admit. I’ve gossiped. I’ve really worked to try to get better at it…age has helped…experience has helped, but we all know it’s hard to be in a group of people and try to stop gossip.
Kramer used to tell jokes. He knew I didn’t like it. I don’t mean to sound like a prude, but jokes are so demeaning. There’s always a blonde, Polack, or someone “lesser”. Many jokes reinforce stereotypes. Someone is always the butt of the joke.
Although Kramer never meant anything bad, he said the jokes, and I didn’t like it. He learned to not say them around me because I told him, I didn’t like them.
We can curb gossip around us, people can learn to not gossip around us much like Kramer learned not to tell jokes around me.
I had a friend that used to rant about someone we both knew. She didn’t like the person and would say nasty, gossiping things about the person we mutually knew. I had none of the experiences that the friend ranted about. The mutual person we knew was nice to me. I actually very much liked the mutual person. When my friend started to rant, I learned to say, “I never had that experience” or “she has always been nice to me” or “I’m sorry you don’t get along anymore” or “that’s between her and her husband”. I refused to say anything that would feed the fire and give my friend more reason to rant or gossip.
I was good in this case…but I’ll admit to failing from time to time. It’s something I’m working really hard on though. As tempting as gossip can be, I don’t want to do it anymore at all, ever. I don’t like it. I’ve been hurt by gossip and I know it hurts others as well.
The next time I hear gossip. I’m going to remember my day shoveling that pee-stained snow. I’m going to remember that after about three shovels of fresh clean snow, I couldn’t see that pee-stained snow at all. I’m going to work to throw clean white snow on any gossip I hear. I’m just not going to get involved in it. If I can’t figure out a way to stop it in a conversation, I’m going to politely find a way to walk away.
After all, there is not a pet owner among us in the places that it snows that doesn’t have some pee-stained snow of our own and we’re all wishing for someone to throw some clean white snow it to make it all look a little better.