Not this time. We moved to town eight years ago and I HATE it. But part of why we moved was my back was making it hard for me to do the things that needed done, like clear fallen branches and... digging out of snow.
So a big snow is one of the few times I might almost kinda feel there might be a little tiny bit of a positive to being here.
Whew, that was hard to admit.
I have to be able to traverse about eight feet of downhill concrete driveway to reach the street. The only place I need to go is to take my kid to work, and that won't be until Sunday night. Maybe some will be cleared by then. If nothing else, traffic should be almost nothing and I won't have to fight everyone else in the snow.
If it has to be so cold, lets have some snow to look at. Let it snow.
