A cold Sunday

When I woke up today, the first thing I saw was pure whiteness that I thought I was dreaming.

I went to the kitchen to get some breakfast, and from the window, I could see my brother and my Dad busy shovelling the snow.

Apparently, they started around 6am, and they weren't finished by 8:00am. How sad... Our snow blower chose to break down on the wrong day.

Here's a picture of the backyard:


After taking a shower, dressed up, we went to Church just like any other Sunday.

When I got home from Church, I got down to business and worked on my assignment all afternoon and night long because it was due the next day...

I never thought I'd be able to finish it, but I did with 3 hours of sleep. Go me.

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