Thank God for snowblowers
I've maybe used my snowblower four or five times since I bought it in 2006. Of all the lawn and garden equipment I've purchased, it probably gets the least use, from year to year.
But when we get a half a foot of snow or more, like we did last night, and it drifts up to a foot or a foot in a half in places, as it did last night, that snowblower is worth every damn penny and then some.
It's still a workout -- I walked in, and my shirt was soaked with sweat and I was still breathing heavy. But it's the difference between being a bit tired and being exhausted to the point of collapse, with arms that feel like spaghetti.