I am seriously done with winter. Seriously. I'm done with the cold, done with the snow, done with the piercing winds the penetrate to your bones no matter what you are wearing (which, while we're on the topic, clothing is a whole beast of an issue right now. I'm sick of wearing sweaters and warm clothes. My long johns should be retired by now. The only clothes that sounded cute this morning were my tees--which worn alone would cause me to freeze and I've already exhausted all my cardigans over the course of this week). I'm done with it all. Unfortunately, it's not done with us.
Forecast for early next week? A "major storm system" which has the potential to bring twelve more inches of snow. TWELVE. That's a whole additional foot. And high winds. And possibly freezing rain and sleet. And we still have 2-3 inches of ice on our driveway from the last storm. I don't want to deal with this. And I especially don't want to run a 5K on Saturday through all of it (although a 5K in snowshoes might be interesting...)
I'm ready to start packing and move south this weekend... Who's with me?
Tales of a South Dakotan married to a North Carolinian
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