So far he has shoveled a couple of times. He is better at it, of course, but he reckons his time after work is for his relaxation, and I'm not into nagging. When I shovel, it's so that I can safely drive up and down our steep driveway. The porch area is level. We have only been in this house for a year, winter not too bad. He wants to move later and retire in a cold, snowy place. He lived there in his childhood, so it is some kind of paradise for him. When they told me there were no poisonous centipedes or annoying cockroaches I thought, "Well, OK, don't like snow, but hate vermin more." Guess I will have to hibernate every season, because I have SEEN that snow, and ain't no way I am going to shovel that one. This winter has been fierce for a lot of people. There's no global warming, just global liars. I don't really have any desire to be a senior with a retired spouse. Japanese housewives call their retired husbands "sodai gomi." That's the special garbage like old furniture that gets thrown out twice a year. And that's the end of my passive aggressive rant.