Snow Blower break down

Sometimes it snows ALOT in Nebraska!  I'm home and don't mind shoveling.  It is a great work out because I not only have to shovel but also keep track of my little helper who has a bad habit of not responding to his name and if I can't see him I have to find him very quickly.  Anyway... I can and do shovel.  If the snow gets past the stage of a shovel I am not in familiar territory.  We have a snow blower and I've been shown how to use it once.  I know enough to get it plugged in, primed and turned on.  I can use it and know how to turn the lever so the snow gets thrown one way or another. 

This last snow I was in a frazzled mess because it was DEEP.  We got more than expected.  Doug had already left for work and I had to get enough of the driveway clear to get my car or truck out to go to therapy.  I had an appointment and only a short amount of time.  I got started but fiddled with a knob searching for the key.  The blower was not working worth a darn.  I was mad.  I was chasing a kid.  I knew if I could get enough clear the road would be fine!  And BAM... I BROKE THE SNOW BLOWER. 

If you have followed my blog for any length of time, you will know that I am prone to serious mishaps and break things.  It should not be a surprise that the snow blower just stopped working.  It was chugging along barely moving anything one second and the next ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.  After a minute of crying and hugging Espen I got out the shovel and cleared the drive enough to move the truck out.  And we made our appointment on time!  Later in the day I cleared the rest of the drive and sidewalk.  It was a truck load of snow.  I even had enough energy to build a snow fort for my little snow man! 


I am not sure I will use the snow blower again.  It seems I did not actually break it but the lever I fiddled with was the choke... so I messed with it enough that it choked itself off.  (Honestly I still don't understand).  Maybe I should pretend to not use it.  I have been able to avoid the lawn mower for a few years by pretending not to know how to turn it on.  Reality is that I can use the mower and I don't mind mowing but a sometimes I don't want that added responsibility!  It is enough to take care of the little boy, the inside and the food and the garden, and all the rest!!